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19th, 2007 |
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5:43pm
baby registry!
I thought you might like to know that I have created a Baby Registry at Amazon.com. You can find it anytime by searching for my name at http://www.amazon.com/babyregistry.
Best Wishes,
ana voog and matthew bruce
You can see ana voog and matthew bruce's entire Baby Registry at:
http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/baby/3BKBUJCBUDKXC
ok, here it is!
if you can think of anything else that would be good for me to add, let me
know :)
if you find a better price for things or want to buy it somewhere else or simply send something else or give us a gift of money (yes!!! $ will go to buy fuzzi bunz cloth diapers and medical costs)
please send to:
ana voog
p.o. box 76152
saint paul, MN
55175
make cheques and money orders out
to:
rachael olson (my legal name) or matthew bruce
matthew also has a paypal account and i'll ask him what it is.
Current Mood: thankful
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thank you everyone for your birthday wishes :)
in the images
is a photo of me and my pregnant belly in front of the barn that was my father's,
grandfather's and great grandfathers.
the word "barn" also means "child" in norwegian, so i
thought it was doubly fitting to take a photo of me in front of it on my birthday
:)
the photo did not at all turn out
the way i had envisioned it...not even CLOSE! but at least i did it.
i need a wide angle lense badly. i tried to do the panorama thing but , as
you can see, i didn't do that well either.
but i guess the crookedness of it gives it a surreal factor. a sort of sense
of it decaying and not being as real anymore.
also the exposure was all wrong because i keep forgetting how to use my camera
and i have to go back and read the manual, and i just never do retain the
information.
but here it is in it's imperfection.
i hadn't been to my grandpa's farm
in decades. i guess since he died. although i had seen it about twice from
the road.
the farm is deteriorating. the barn is peeling and not used, filled with trash
and closed up, it seemed.
a little pony trots around it. i would have fed him an apple, but he disappeared
before i could go fetch it.
grandma's house was painted grey
instead of the white it always was. and was peeling considerably.
the roof looked very bad and some of the windows were boarded up.
a large family rents it now and they have accumulated PILES of trashy cars
and odds and ends and scatterd it all over the yard.
it was sad. my grandma would have a fit if she were alive to see it.
but i still could see it all with
rose coloured glasses. the places i would play as a child.
the hayloft, the soft purr and zing of the electric fence, the tire swing,
the grove of trees, the rock pile, the little house, the smell of mold and
hard candy,
the wild cats, the weeping willows, the scary cellar, the creak of the stairs,
blind uncle bob by the radio, uncle joel by the phonograph, nancy upstairs
sulking, grandpa at the table reading the paper once in awhile looking up
at me to wink and say "hey, sweet patootie!" and grandma in the
kitchen overcooking the green beans and baking ham and ricing potatoes.
all these things are alive and well inside of me :)
the barn is in me now.
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http://www.ana2.com/private/2cams.shtml
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