Cute pets, cankles and update photos

I've been having a great weekend, and just feel like posting about it. I discovered this website the other day while blog snooping, and I love love love this woman's style of photography. I look at it and I say, "I want that." So after spending over 2 hours reading (and crying) my way through a fraction of her posts, I decided to try taking some pictures too. Mine aren't nearly as good, and instead of having beautiful children to work with, all I had were my two little pets, but I like the photos. It's like they knew they were doing a photoshoot with me.

Pippin has a hard time with photos. Whenever I whip out the camera he wants to come and sniff it to pieces, which means he's too close to get any good photos. Then when I'm firm with him, he starts moping, or goes all submissive. This is a submission photo, where he flopped over onto his back to 'play dead', but couldn't resist still looking at the funny device in my hands.

This is Merry's poser shot. It was hard to keep her still long enough to get a photo that wasn't blurry, because she's in heat, and only wanted to roll around on her back. Then, when she finally DID stop, she just lay there, trying to seduce me with her stare. It didn't work. I'm pretty sure two minutes later I closed her in the basement because she was driving me crazy.

So that was fun, but I really need to try taking pictures outside of the lighting dungeon that is my house. It's rather dark because we're in a semi, and we have the north facing side, so we don't get any direct sunlight in. It's great for air-conditioning, but crummy for photos. I'm working on Matt to get me some external flash kits so we can set up a mini studio whenever we want, but I don't think I'm making much headway, as it'll mean buying a new camera FIRST. Curses.

So that was Friday. Then yesterday Matthew and I went to my friend D's wedding. It was beautiful and we had so much fun! Whoever sat us at the table we were at were geniuses because we didn't know a soul there besides another friend from university, Maya, but it all worked out and we had a blast. I even WANTED to dance, which I haven't felt like doing in a long time. Unfortuantely I didn't last long, but it was fun for a song and a half.

One discovery from yesterday alarmed me, however. I looked down at my feet at one point and nearly jumped out of my seat when I saw these cankles staring back at me:

This is the picture from today, so the swelling has actually gone down a lot, but you can see that the inside part is sticking out a fair bit. Normally I have quite nice ankles (in my opinion...haha) but not right now. I even committed the unpardonable, and wore FLIPFLOPS to church! I know what you're thinking... "What, did you just come from the beach or something?!" but all of my other shoes hurt to put on. Wah, I'm being a baby, I know. In truth, the cankles fascinate me. It looks so strange and unnatural, with my skin all stretched and not being able to see my ankle's bone. But then, this is coming from the girl who like to look at bruises.

Anyway, church was great this morning, and I'm excited because we're going over to a friend's for dinner and watching the CES broadcast afterwards. Also, Matthew made cookies when we got home, so I'm in a good mood from that. Good, good, good day. People have been telling me I'm glowing, but I think it's just because I was in a good mood this morning and not walking around with a stormcloud over my head, like I was last week (oops...)

Then after lunch I got Matthew to take a couple update photos because it's been over two weeks since the last ones. I'm pretty excited by the difference. Here's one photo:


YAY! And here's one with my head in the shot. The angle is horrible, but it shows how round the baby belly is.

Love it.

So this is me as of today, 22 weeks 6 days along. I'm pumped because we'll be done painting the nursery tomorrow, and hopefully we'll get the furniture in there within a couple days of that. Also, in about a week (by 24 weeks) if I go into labour early, the baby has a pretty good chance of survival, whereas right now his lungs are still working on developing. It's amazing what a difference a week can make, but I'll be excited to get to the viable life stage. It's getting closer and closer. Here's something cool too. It's taken this long for the baby to make it to 1lb in weight, but over the next four weeks he'll double and be 2 lb's. Just like that!

Anyway, that's all that I've got for today, and I have to go get Matthew up from his nap so he has time to wake up before we go to our friend's place. I keep saying I'll post in a while, but my posts are becoming more and more frequent (as my journal becomes more and more neglected...) I hope no-one minds.