Category Archives: Food

Days 42-46

Day 42:

Close up of some mandarin orange rinds. I really love the way the bright orange pops. Taken with the iphone.


Day 43:

This was such a nice sunny day. The sky was so blue and cloudless that I had to get a picture. This was taken in the early evening, around 5:oo pm. You can see the moon peeking through the sky.


Day 44:

Inside my washing machine as it fills with water. Yes, those are cloth diapers. Taken with the iphone.


Day 45:

The shadows of my son and me as we take an afternoon walk on Valentine’s Day.


Day 46:

My Valentine’s Day roses, courtesy of my husband.


Days 31-37

Day 31:

I received this figurine as a gift from a former co-worker a few years ago.


Day 32:

I cooked up some chicken and dumplings and it was delicious! Taken with the iphone.


Day 33:

The new gerbil friend of some friends. Taken with the iphone.


Day 34:

After a rough week, this was the first time the boy started to seem more like himself. Taken with the iphone.


Day 35:

This is Baby V. She found a tampon in her mother’s purse and proceeded to tear it apart. Taken with the iphone.


Unfortunately I don’t have a picture for Day 36. Oops!


Day 37:

Although he’s not 100% recovered, he’s definitely back to being his normal self. Hallelujah!

Days 26-30

Day 26:

He crushed up a cracker then spilled some water on the crumbs. Then he decided to sample it straight off the table. That’s a toddler for you. Taken with the iphone.


Day 27:

The aftermath of a take-out dinner. Taken with the iphone.


Day 28:

My friends L, and S.M. with her baby at our weekly get-together. Taken with the iphone.


Day 29:

Me nursing the boy. We both look pitiful because we were both sick again. Taken with the iphone.


Day 30:

This is a last minute picture taken as I was on my way to bed. It’s of terrible quality but it demonstrates how I felt at the time, tired and still sick. Taken with the iphone.

Days 21-25

Day 21:

My friend, K, trying to win at dominoes. Taken with the iphone.


Day 22:

I’m in love with these cookies. They are Trader Joe’s Chocolate Joe-Joes.


Day 23:

A page from the book, When and Where I Enter: The impact of Black Women on Race and Sex in America by Paula Giddings. Taken with the iphone.


Day 24:

Baby boy just relaxing on my lap. His finger is in his mouth not his nose, lol. Taken with the iphone.

Day 25:

Quick blurry photo of the boy. He wasn’t feeling well. Taken with the iphone.

Days 17 – 20

Day 17:

The chandelier in my dining room. I thought I’d practice using different aperture settings on the PowerShot.


Day 18:

My friend E and her newborn at the library. This was taken with the camera on her Droid.


Day 19:

My brunch plate! I love this picture because it’s so colorful, not to mention the food was delicious! Taken with the iphone.


Day 20:

Peering down the stairs. Taken with the iphone.

Days 8-16

Day 8:

This is my husband doing his best to avoid being photographed.

Day 9:

I had the misfortune to come down with a stomach bug that luckily only lasted 24 hours. This is a photo of part of my nightstand, featuring a bottle of papaya enzymes, a container of cantaloupe that I was able to keep down towards the end of the night, and a bottle of water.

Day 10:

We don’t get much snow where I live and when we do it’s a calamity because of all the ice that accompanies it. This is what I woke up to the day after I was sick.

Day 11:

Went out to dinner with the family. Although I was feeling better, my appetite hadn’t quite recovered. That combined with a very tired toddler who was acting up, meant I took most of my meal home in a box.

Day 12:

I decided to play around with the shutter priority function on the PowerShot.

Day 13 and Day 14 were the days I forgot to take a picture. Mea culpa but I will proceed with the project anyway.

Day 15:

My son decided to play with his pasta instead of eating it but at least he got to practice using his fork.

Day 16:

I captured this father-son moment on my iphone.

Day 7

I needed to pump milk for my son today and this is the amount I got out of two sessions. Why did I take a picture of this? Because ever since I stopped pumping regularly, it’s become harder for me to get more than an ounce of milk after multiple pumpings. What you see here is almost 4 ounces of milk. Proud of myself? You bet.