Mr. Pear has to head to California for a week again. This time around I've decided to join him for a few days. I'm going to scope out rentals and neighborhoods and proximity to grocery stores, parks, bike trails, etc. I might hit that trendy little salon with the hot tattooed stylists and get rid of my split ends. I'll be so easy to talk into a new color. I'm going to run in weather that doesn't make my nose run too. I might just sit in the meditation gardens for hours on end and attempt to think about nothing. Yes, that would be okay too.
One tiny problem and I'm trying very hard to keep it a tiny problem, mostly by not thinking about it. When I booked my flight and it came time to choose my seat assignment, there were no aisle seats left! I'm claustrophic, find flying an increasingly nerve wracking experience and have a bladder the size of a pea. I pity whoever I'm sitting in between. Let's hope they take pity on me first and let me sit on the aisle. I'll buy them a pair of cheap headphones and a lunch box.
I spent yesterday morning preparing lifestyle pictures for our adoption dossier. I've procrastinated this task for some time now, a little intimidated by the instructions as emailed by our agency. For some months, I've fretted over which photos to include. To my mind, our instructions were simultaneously vague and specific. At least one adoptive parent needed to be in each shot, no alcohol, large dogs, sunglasses, bathing suits, etc. ...if possible, include a couple of photos that show you doing something active, such as hiking, gardening, sports, etc. This is your opportunity to impress...so use the photos to your advantage. Submit happy, flattering photos...
I like messing around with my camera, but I'm not intent on capturing every last moment of
our lives. I'm more interested in, well, actually living. Mr. Pear will sporadically snap a few shots, but I'm rarely in them. One would think, from looking at our collection, that mini-pear didn't even have a mother. So some of these were staged in anticipation of including them in our dossier. To the right is one of my favorites. It's not even a particularly good picture of us, but we were at the Smithsonian Folk Festival this summer and I saw that gigantic dump truck and knew we had to have a picture with it for our dossier. Something about it just called out that it was something the Chinese would appreciate - economic progress, man-dwarfing machinery and our appreciative little faces.
At any rate, I can cross one more item off our list and, as per our agency's stern instructions, I used no glue! Glue tends to make the pages stick together. A glue stick is preferred and so a glue stick I purchased, although, I'm still not sure what makes the stick preferable to the squeeze bottle we already own. I was suspicious of the glue stick and bought some self adhesive clear plastic corner pieces, just be be completely redundant thorough in my efforts.
