March 31, 2012

A Poem for Spring (by me)

Good morning, world.  The sun's high in the sky.
And the air's newly fresh. Oh me, oh my.
The frogs and the crickets and their joyful throng,
Are greeting the day with their sweet springtime song.

The dew on the grass - how it sparkles and shines,
Early-bird for the worm- how it heartily pines.
It is time for us all a new day to begin,
And our trousers to don and our hair up to pin.

And the flowers are peeping up through the dark ground,
Awaking from slumber without any sound.
The birds in the sky sing their song, make their nests.
Fixing them perfectly for their babies to rest.

I love these spring mornings and early hellos
from the crickets and birds and the bees and the toads.
And no matter where takes us all these winding roads,
We'll find the spring mornings 'ere the rooster has crowed.

... I know it doesn't really make that much sense, but it just came to my head, so I scribbled it down.  I do love spring mornings, though...  I love hearing the crickets and the frogs and the birds.  (I don't really like hearing the rooster, but we won't talk about that.)


Have a wonderful night.

~ Iris (Schmooel)

March 28, 2012

First Official Photoshoot!!!

I know, I know, two posts in one day... you're probably thinking that I'm sort of obsessed with this blogging thing.  I'll admit, it's a lot of fun, but obsessed?  Meh... Not yet, anyway.

First, I must tell you that I have officially changed the name of my photography "business."  Instead of "MudBootsPhotography by Iris," I am now simply "Photography by Iris."  This may change again, but for now I think it will do.

I just have to brag about something, too.  I had my first official photo shoot today!  Two of my dear friends and I were meandering about at lunch break today, and we decided to have an impromptu photo session.  I've pasted some of them below, and the rest are on my "Professional Photoshoot" page, if you'd like to look at them.

God bless!

~Iris (Schmooel)


Well, I went "adventuring" once again, and had a marvelous time.  I returned to the abandoned farm that I visited a few weeks ago, and it is quickly becoming one of my favorite places on earth.  It's so quiet and peaceful out there (apart from the occasional crashing of a loose metal roof that scares the living daylights out of me, but that's beside the point).  Here are some pictures I took.  I love cameras with timers, and cars short enough to rest them on when you don't yet have a tripod. :)

I should also mention that it was totally legal for me to be here... I asked the neighbor for permission before I entered the premises.

March 26, 2012

An Afternoon Excursion

"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting free exercise thereof: or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press: or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances." 
~ 1st Amendment of the Constitution of the United States of America

This past Friday, some friends and I attended the Rally for Religious Freedom in Ann Arbor, following the 10:15 Mass at a nearby Church.  We walked the 8 blocks to the federal building in the center of town accompanied only by 100 or so others, but when we arrived, we just became part of the multitude.  There were probably over 1,000 people already there, engulfing any standing room on the steps in front of the federal building and the surrounding sidewalks.  Signs dotted the ocean of faces, saying things like, "Stand up for Religious Freedom," "We Stand With Our Bishops," and "We Listen to GOD, Not OBAMA!"

We rallied peacefully together, along with over 100 other cities throughout the United States, listening to speakers of various denominations, singing hymns, praying, and encouraging our political leaders to oppose the newly formed Health and Human Services (HHS) Mandate. If written into law, this mandate would essentially force all institutions, disregarding their personal standards, to provide all of their employees with free contraceptives, sterilizations, and abortion-inducing drugs.  Needless to say, this is quite literally asking those with any kind of religious or moral standard to disobey their own faith and beliefs in order to obey the law.  Because the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops has made a better and clearer refute of this mandate than I could ever come up with, I shall re-direct you there if you would click on this link.  (But don't forget to come back, because my story isn't over yet. ;) )

Anyway, it was was quite moving to be with so many like-minded people, rallying for the same purpose, but from many different walks of life.  People of all ages (from strollers to wheelchairs) joined us.  I saw nuns, lawyers, priests, ministers, doctors, teachers and their students.  Even a Rabbi was there.  Old and young throughout the crowd were so excited to support a cause they all truly believed in, and it really was a wonderful thing to see.

After the rally, my friends and I went our separate ways for about an hour, and met up again at a lake about 30 minutes away from the rally site.  I, of course, with my nonexistent sense of direction, got lost about three times and had to call a friend to rescue me once about every five minutes.  Bless her heart, she was ever patient with me, and I eventually arrived alive and in one piece.

We had a wonderful time... Swimming (although the water was REALLY, REALLY cold), swinging, mud slinging, singing...  We had a right jolly time dragging those into the water who refused to enter of their own accord. :)

Friday, March 23, 2012 is now on my Top Ten list of BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE.  I am so ridiculously blessed with the most amazing friends, and every moment spent with them is beautiful.  Thank you all for being so wonderful.  I love you guys.

And for those of you who won't see me today, the hair is going to be curly...

God bless!

~Iris (Schmooel)

[Photos via myself]

March 22, 2012


About four years ago, the writing tutor at our homeschool group instructed us to write a short story about an activity we had over the summer.  So I thought I'd share mine with you this fine day.  I know it's not perfect, but hey.... good enough for a 13 year old. :)

     Coun and I have known each other for about two years now, and we are the best of friends. Every now and then we have our little disagreements, but we always make up in the end and resume being inseparable.  Once I told him that he could only have a carrot after we worked, but he was extremely unhappy at the proposal, and he let me know it by being a crank until I finally broke down and gave him one.  Another day, he simply did not feel like working, and I had to chase him around the pasture for a half an hour until I finally caught him.  During the summer, I go to see him almost every morning after 6:30 am Mass.  I help Lyn let the 24 horses out, reserving a special smooch for my boy.  My two very best friends, Celisa and Erica, and I muck out the stalls, fill up water buckets, and fight over - I mean take turns driving Woodstock, the farm tractor, to spread the hay at lunchtime.  Finally, after all the chores are done, we play with our kids until our parents come and drag us back home.
     Coun has shoes, and sometimes he doesn't like to pick up his feet when he walks, so I help him by taking him over ground poles, a.k.a big PVC pipes laid out on the ground.  One morning, we did a few of these, and after a while I noticed that Coun was getting bored of this, because he gave me a look that only moms know:  Pleeeeeeease, could we do something else, now?  So, I decided to take him over a Cavaletti, a small jump about 1/2 foot off the ground.  Because Coun has hind leg problems, this is the highest we can go.  We cleared it beautifully a few times on the right lead, so I changed reigns and took him over it on the left lead.  We were going at a beautiful extended trot, and were approaching the jump, and Coun stopped.  I urged him on, Come on, boy, I know you can do this one...  Then , he lifted up his right front leg, and made a big show of putting it over the Cavaletti, and turned around to give me a little look that said, See, mom?  I tried.  Can I have a cookie now?  Erica, Celisa, and I laughed so hard, we could scarcely breathe.
     Coun and I also like to go up into the indoor arena and close the doors to play.  When the doors are shut, I take off his halter and lead, and we have so much fun.  We play follow the leader, and weave through cones, and play tag (although he gets a little rough at times, so I tell him to lay off me a little bit).  We walk over ground poles, and do Cavalettis together, as well.  Well, one day it was rather chilly, so I brought my sweatshirt up to the arena with me.  As we goofed around, I got sweaty, so I took off my sweatshirt and laid it on the mounting block.  We resumed our game, and after a while, I stopped hearing Coun's hoof beats behind me, so I looked to see what he had gotten himself into this time.  He was still behind me as before, only this time I saw my purple sweatshirt dangling from his mouth.  Come on, Coun, give it back, I said, and I reached out to take it from him.  He bolted.  I know I didn't scare him, because he was laughing at me with his eyes, saying, Catch me if you can!  I've got your sweatshirt and you can't do anything about it!!!  I tried and tried, but he always escaped.  After an hour of this, I decided to say 'fetch' just to see what would happen.  He lumbered over to my side, and dropped my slobbery sweatshirt on the dirt floor.  Thanks...
     On another occasion, we went for a ride around the track.  We were riding peacefully, when Coun spotted a beautiful patch of green, fresh, delicious looking grass.  And how is a horse of such little will power resist that one, may I ask?  He couldn't.  I egged him on to keep his head up, and he just couldn't stand it.  He decided to throw a little fit and unload me on a nice hard patch of gravel driveway.  Ouch.  But of course, we made up and continue our friendship to this day. :)

The end.

... Okay, now that you've done that, go outside and run around for an hour or so.  Thank you, God, for this BEAUFITUL weather!!!!

God bless.

~ Iris (Schmooel)

March 19, 2012

Some New Photos From Today

I went galavanting across the countryside again today.  Here are come pictures.  There are more on my "Professional Photography" page.  Feel free to check 'em out!  :)

God bless.

~Schmooel (Iris)

Daily Dose of Random...

I am a firm believer in the random.  In my opinion, if you focus too much on the boring repetitiveness of daily life, you will be driven insane.  I speak from experience.  :)  Indulge yourself in sheer randomness once in a while, and you'll be surprised how refreshing it is.  It's like drinking ice cold lemonade on a piping hot summer's day.  Unless of course, you don't like lemonade... but that is a whole different story. ;)

Feel that?

That is satisfaction...


Have a great day.

[Photos via Clean Funny Pics]

March 17, 2012

Happy St. Patty's Day! :)

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

I can't help but think of the accomplishments of St. Patrick on this his feast day, and I hope to make some connection to his mission, and that same mission that stands before us as Christians, that we have a calling and duty to carry out.  Nearly singlehandedly (well, with the help of a clover), St. Patrick brought the Christian faith to the pagan country of Ireland, and singlehandedly or not, we need to bring Christianity to our own pagan country of America.

Our Culture is incessantly trying to cut people off from God, its life source, throwing evil after evil upon them that wounds their souls and minds until they just give up and give in to the deceptions of the snake.  He works by feeding us with tiny acceptances until we find ourselves trapped in the whole we dug for ourselves.

Christ, however, wants to liberate and heal the world, and it is our duty as His followers to help Him.  This doesn't necessarily mean parading through the streets with a loudspeaker, (although I wouldn't mind that idea ;) but anyone can strike up a conversation with a friend.  The "new evangelization" calls for us as Catholics to awaken our neighbors and friends who bear the name of Christ but do not live like it.  We need to show them that the only reason every human being is alive and on this earth is because they have been created for complete and perfect union with God.

1 John 5:19 says that "we know we are of God, and the whole world is in the power of the evil one."  We live in the world, but we don't fight a worldly battle.  We fight alongside a holy and perfect God against an evil being whose sole purpose and intent is to spiritually and physically destroy all of humanity.  By knowing that we are in Christ, and by putting on our new self, which is Christ, we are united with His power.  God is a warrior fighting on behalf of His people (Isaiah 59:14-21).  His loins are girded with truth (Isaiah 11:5).  He bears the breastplate of righteousness (Isaiah 59:17).  His own feet are shod in readiness of the gospel (Isaiah 52:7).  He carries the shield of faith (Psalm 91:4), the helmet of salvation (Isaiah 59:17), and the sword of the spirit (Isaiah 11:4). 

St. Paul also tells us exactly how we can survive in this battle.  Ephesians 6:10-18; the armor of God.  "Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power.  Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes.  For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.  Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.  Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place,  and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace.  In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one.  Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.  And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people."  What wonderful and practical instruction for those who live in a time of war!  

By basing all we say and do on the gospel of truth, we wear the belt, by conducting ourselves in the right, we don the breastplate of righteousness and we are united to Christ.  By being ever ready to share the good news of salvation, we wear the footwear of the gospel of Christ, and by putting our faith in God and His word, we carry the shield of faith.  Finally, by listening to and studying the word of God, and proclaiming it in order to advance the Kingdom of God, we wield the sword of the spirit, which is the word of God.

But now I need to wrap it up, so I must bid thee all farewell!  Have a lovely St. Patrick's Day, and I hope you enjoy all of the festivities therein. :)

God bless you!
~ Iris Hanlin

March 14, 2012

What a Beautiful Day!!!

Well, us Michiganders were definitely blessed today!

An absolutely gorgeous 71 degree day.

In March!  

(Birthday present from God?  I think yes... even after all my whining about the cold.)

Well, "Our God is an awesome God," as they say!  And I agree.

Also, thank you to the dear Senior Class of 2012 of my home school group.  They so sweetly surprised me with cupcakes and a song today.  A friend of mine even made a special trip out to wish me a happy birthday.  God bless you...  See what I mean about friendship?

On a side note, I have very unfortunately misplaced my camera charger... otherwise I would have pictures for you. :(  Please pray that I find it soon!  Thank you...

St. Anthony, help me find my charger!  (This guy works overtime for me... I swear.)

~ God bless!

Iris (Schmooel)

March 13, 2012

A Birthday "Blogulate"

Tomorrow, at 10:07 AM, I will officially become eighteen ears old.  It's a strange feeling - knowing that I will then be a legal adult, but still very much a child in many ways.  I am daunted by the world I'm about to be thrust into.

Anyway, I've learned a lot of lessons in my short time of living, but I think the greatest one of all is the value of friendship, even more important to me as my high school graduation approaches.  I have loved some, lost some, and I have grown closer to some than I ever imagined possible.  There's a saying that goes, "My friends are like the colors of the rainbow, unique and brilliant alone, but breathtaking and marvelous when together."  How true is that!  I have been so amazingly blessed with the most wonderful young men and women to have as friends, my honorary brothers and sisters, and for them I am eternally grateful.

So tonight, I would just like to say "thank you" to all of my dear friends, and that having you as friends is the best birthday present I could ever have, want, or need.  I thank you all from the very nooks and crannies of my heart for being so amazing in your own unique ways.  Thank you for so faithfully putting up with me through thick and thin, and I only hope that I am strong enough to do the same for you when you need me.

I love you all.

(Of course, there are more than these wonderful
dears, but I couldn't find a picture with all of us.)

God bless you!!!

~ Iris (Schmooel)

[Photo via MudBootsPhotography by Iris]

March 12, 2012

Everyone could use a little smile...

Or giggle...  I literally laughed out loud in the public library computer lab when I saw these...

[Photos via Stupid Funny Pics]

March 9, 2012

A Critique of Moral Relativism from yours truly. ;-)

*written as an assignment for philosophy class.

A Critique of Moral Relativism

In order to make a proper critique of the moral relativism that is drowning today’s culture, one

must properly define it.  Moral relativism is the “school” of thought that there is indeed no absolute

truth or moral standard for humanity to live by, but that each individual has the power to decide what is

right or wrong in any given situation.  The idea can be adequately summed up in the phrase so often

tossed around today, “Tolerance of diversity.”  What is so misunderstood is that morality is not based 

on the feelings of the moment, nor does it change from person to person, but that it is intrinsic. 

The biggest step to denying moral relativism is to accept the fact that there is a natural law.
According to C. S. Lewis’ definition, it is simply the law of right and wrong.[1]  It is the law of human

nature[2] through which we innately know the morality or immorality of a certain action.  As an

 example,  people (for the most part) know that murder is wrong.  Lewis says that, “he (meaning

humanity) cannot disobey those laws which he shares with other things, but the law which is particular

to his human nature ... is the one he can disobey if he chooses."[3]  The former is, for example, the law

of gravity - if you drop something, it falls on the ground,[4] but the latter is the law of human nature.

And the reason that it came to be called ‘the law of nature’ is that people believed that everyone knew

 it by their own nature, and needed no teaching of it,[5] and that a standard of decency was quite

apparent to everyone.  Of course, there were those few who did not have a sense of this law, but the 

occasion of that was rare.  Lewis gives his reader the example of football (soccer) saying that if there

were no standard of right and wrong for the football game, how is a person supposed to call a foul?  Or a

goal?[6]   That simple example of a simple game leads to a greater discovery that the universe as a

whole must have some order of right or wrong.  A certain set of behaviors, such as stealing and murder,

are wrong, since these actions are disruptive to society as a whole, ceasing to be a benefit to the

individual as well.   Other actions, such as giving alms to those in need encourage the well being of this

society, as well as the individuals therein, and these are known as right.[7]

         One might bring up the topic of cultural differences, saying that the idea of the law of nature was

unknown to humankind as a whole, since the moral standard varied throughout different countries.

Lewis says that if one was to take the time to study all of the different cultures, he would only grow to

realize how similar they were to one another.[8]  For example, ancient Egyptian, Jewish, Norse,

Babylonian, Chinese, and Hindu sources teach the immorality of murder.[9]  Similarly, in many 

countries that have an army, military deserters are sentenced immediately to death.[10]  So it is clear

the statement that natural law was unknown to man as a whole is false.  This is not to say, though, that

there were not some aspects of different cultures that were dissimilar if inspected.  Even if these

standards were unlike each other, they were never completely different.[11]

Then, there is the issue of obedience to rightful authority.  The state must become more oppressive

as God is becoming more suppressed in today’s culture, so that society is able to keep its order.  If the

government erects a standard of what its people should or should not do, insofar as it is truly well

formed and solid, one should live by it.  The state creates laws based on the law of human nature, or the

“law of right and wrong,” (for example, murder is illegal) and they should be adhered to.  However, 

this “authority does not derive its moral legitimacy from itself,”[12] but receives it from God, the 

author of the natural law.

“It seems, then,” says Lewis, “that we are forced to believe in a real Right and Wrong,”[13]

  thus dismantling the belief that morality or truth can be changed on a whim.  It is possible that certain

individuals may be confused as to what is right and what is wrong, but there is no denying the fact that

there indeed is a moral standard that humanity is commanded to live by.


[1] C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (Macmillan Publishing Company; NY, NY, 1996), 1
[2] Ibid.,
[3] Ibid.,
[4] Ibid., 6
[5] Ibid., 2
[6] Ibid.,
[8] Mere Christianity, 2
[9] C. S. Lewis, The Abolition of Man (Harper Collins; 1974), 84-85
[10] Mere Christianity, 2
[11] Ibid., 2
[12] CCC, 1902
[13] Mere Christianity, 2

[Photo via some place I can't remember]

March 5, 2012

Why then, the world's mine oyster! (Act II Scene II)

Yesterday afternoon, some friends, a fellow blogger (who is also a friend ;), and I ventured out to Hillsdale College to see the Tower Players' production of "The Merry Wives of Windsor" by the infamous William Shakespeare.

I an awful at writing synopses (I usually get carried away and end up telling every little detail), so I've copy-pasted one from Shakespeare Literature for you to read if you so desire.  I will say, though, that it was a wonderful performance, and a marvelous time was had by all.

"In the country village of Windsor, Justice Shallow and his nephew Slender complain to Parson Evans that Sir John Falstaff (from Henry IV, parts 1 and 2) has wronged them. Further, he is pursuing the hand of Mistress Anne Page, who they feel Falstaff is not worthy to marry. Specifically, Slender accuses Falstaff of getting him drunk, then picking his purse. Falstaff, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol all deny it. Slender, upon seeing Anne, falls in love. Parson Hugh Evans and Shallow suggest he tell her his affections and propose to her. He tries, but is overcome with shyness. Evans tells Simple (Slender's servant) to give a letter to Mistress Quickly, a friend of Anne's, asking her to tell Anne of Slender's desires for her. At the Garter Inn, Falstaff worries that he's running out of money, so he hires off his "friend" Bardolph as a bartender, then informs Pistol and Nym that he intends to sleep with Ford's wife and Page's wife, then steal money from them. Insulted, Nym and Pistol refuse to take part; further, they secretly decide to inform the women's husbands of Falstaff's intentions. At the French Doctor Caius' house, Quickly assures Simple that she will put in a good word for his master, Slender. Caius comes home and catches Simple there, admonishes Quickly, and sends a letter with Simple challenging Evans to a duel for playing matchmaker, since Caius himself wishes to marry Anne. Caius and Simple leave and Fenton arrives, also asking for Quickly's assurance that she'll put in a good word for him to Anne. 

Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page receive Falstaff's letters, compare them, and find them to be identical. They, along with Quickly, plot their revenge on Falstaff for being so bold. Pistol and Nym warn Mr. Page and Mr. Ford of Falstaff's intentions: Page trusts his wife to act appropriately, but Ford, always untrusting of his wife, convinces the innkeeper to call him Brooke, as a disguise, so that he may converse with Falstaff without him knowing Brooke is really Mr. Page. Shallow informs all that Evans and Caius will indeed duel. Quickly comes to Falstaff's room and tells him he can see Mrs. Ford between 10 and 11 am, but that Mrs. Page is more reluctant to see him and therefore deserves to have Falstaff's page, Robin, as a gift. Mr. Ford comes to Falstaff, disguised as Brooke. He offers Falstaff money if Falstaff will arrange for him (Brooke) to sleep with Mrs. Ford (in hopes of keeping Falstaff from doing it). Falstaff agrees and continues on to insult and degrade Mr. Ford (not knowing Brooke is Ford). In a field near Windsor, Caius, incensed, waits for Evans, who does not show. 

Near Frogmore, Evans, also invigorated (yet nervous), waits for Caius. Caius begins wondering and they both meet and learn that the Host (the innkeeper) told them different locations so that they could not fight. They put aside their differences and vow to get him back for lying to them. At Ford's house, Falstaff shows up to woo Mrs. Ford. Mrs. Page then arrives pretending that Mr. Ford is coming to look for Falstaff. The women convince Falstaff to hide in a trunk, then have Mrs. Ford's servants take it to the Thames and dump it and Falstaff into the river. On their way out, Mr. Ford does indeed show up with other men. They search the house (but not the trunk) and cannot find Falstaff. At Page's house, Fenton promises his love to Anne. Yet, Mr. Page wants her to marry Slender while Mrs. Page wants her to marry Caius. Quickly, though divided, thinks Fenton is best for Anne. At Falstaff's room, Quickly informs him that Mrs. Ford will see him between 8 and 9 am. Ford (as Brooke) shows up and Falstaff tells him what happened and of his next encounter with Mrs. Ford. At Ford's house, Falstaff is again with Mrs. Ford. Again, Mrs. Page comes warning that Mr. Ford is coming (falsely, she believes). Again, he truly is. They decide to dress Falstaff as a woman. To chide Mr. Ford, they have the servants carry out the trunk again, but this time without Falstaff. Mr. Ford, thinking Falstaff to be a witch (his servant's aunt, whom he hates) beats Falstaff (as a she) and chases him out of the house. The wives decide to actually tell their husband's the truth of the proceedings. They all decide to have the wives meet Falstaff at an oak at midnight, then have children dressed as fairies scare him. Mr. Page plans to marry his daughter to Slender in the commotion. Similarly, Mrs. Page plans for Anne to marry Caius during the night. At the Garter Inn (Falstaff's room), Bardolph informs the Hose that three horses he rented to German lords have been stolen. Evans and Caius, behind the ruse, then separately warn the Host to not rent any horses to thieves posing as German Dukes. Evans and Caius pretend to not know they have already been "stolen". Fenton then convinces the Host to procure a priest to marry him and Anne that evening. Anne's father has told Slender she will be the only person in white at the midnight gathering; her mother has told Caius she'll be wearing green; in fact, she'll be wearing neither and will spy away with Fenton. 

Falstaff meets Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page at the oak at midnight. The fairies appear, scare off the women, and begin pinching and hitting Falstaff. Caius takes the fairy wearing green; Slender takes the one wearing white; and Fenton takes Anne. All the fairies depart and Mr. and Mrs. Page, Mr. and Mrs. Ford, and others appear to reveal to Falstaff that he is the butt of a practical joke. Unhappily, Mr. and Mrs. Page learn that neither Slender nor Caius married Anne. Instead, all learn of Anne and Fenton's elopement. All decide to accept the couple, forgive Falstaff, and go home and laugh about the preceding day's events."

God bless, dear fellows!! :-)

~ Iris (Schmooel)

[Photo via MudBootsPhotography by Iris]

March 3, 2012

Very Motivational... (and some randomness)

Well folks, today's "blogulate" is full of almost always uncharacteristic randomness (those of you who know me well should be rolling your eyes right about now), so I hope y'all enjoy.

I had a lightbulb moment last Thursday evening, and decided to make a Motivational Poster of my own (as opposed to Demotivational Posters, which are sarcastic, witty plays on words and pictures, many of which are funny, most of which are crude and offensive, and some of which make absolutely no sense at all).

I'd also like to introduce to you the newest member of my small family:  

Hahahaaa... no, it's not me!  It's the beautiful Canon EOS Digital Rebel XT that I'm holding!  A friend of mine so sweetly thought to let me know that she wanted to sell her camera, and of course I snatched up that opportunity as fast as a seagull pounces on an abandoned french fry. :)  It takes absolutely fantastic pictures, although I'm still learning how to use it, so any bad ones are most likely because of operator failure.  As you can imagine, I've been happily clicking away since I've had it.  (Check out my photography pages - I have some of my new pictures up.)

I have finally decided on a name for my photography "business."  MudBootsPhotography by Iris.  With the encouragement of another darling friend of mine, I used Picnik for the first time, realized that it actually wasn't that complicated, and was broken-hearted to find out that they are closing down in April. :-(

Behold my trademark mud boots.  I wear them almost everywhere.

Oh, and one last thing:


Huge Toy Story fan right here...

God bless everyone, have a lovely day, and don't forget to check your Faithbook!

~  Iris (Schmooel)

[Photo via Fan Pop]