by Noelle Rhodes
At nine months pregnant, I pulled a small chair to the side of the dumpster. I stepped up on the chair and lifted the lid of the dumpster only to be met with the most horrifying rotting smell I have ever experienced. I held my breath and then jumped in. Yes, I jumped into the dumpster. As I began to tear into the trash bags around me, my panic began to grow inside of me. What if I couldn’t find the painting? What if I had really failed?
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By Kimberly Amici
Last winter I took a 4-week photography class called
Understanding Your DSLR. It covered the fundamentals of taking great pictures.
I was thrilled to no only learn how to use the numerous buttons on my camera
but to cross an item off on last
year’s goals list. I learned a lot in that class...and it wasn't just about taking pictures. [Continue Reading...]
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By Noelle Rhodes
Bathing suit shopping is evil. I am convinced of this. If you need to torture me, all you need to do is kidnap me and make me shop for bathing suits with a 21-year-old, size 2, fashion model. I’ll talk! I’ll turn! I’ll hand over any and all the classified information that is in my possession.
Just please - be merciful. Don’t make me go bathing suit shopping!
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