Table How To

Today we worked on reviewing PhotoShop and html tables.

I'm doing OK.... Still confused at times. But as a blond I can be confused all the time if I like.

Here is a foto from Denver. I took Jeddy there to see Anthony Green over the weekend.

Random Acts of Kindness

I missed class on Thursday. I had a migraine. I am grateful that I don't get migraines as often as I use to and that they aren't as bad. I was not grateful to have a migraine on both Wednesday and again on Thursday.  I am grateful that, although I am told I have really bad migraines (I get the visual aura, which is like a neon flashing arch shape that gradually grows bigger until I cannot see from the affected eye, then I go numb down one side of my body--the left side is always worse--sometimes I barf, but the pain isn't like it once was....) that I don't need prescription meds to lessen the migraines--I take two regular Tylenol, a baby aspirin and a cup of strong coffee (if I drink coffee on a regular basis, though, I get migraines that are worse, more often) And I try to sleep in a quiet, dark, warm place..... I think the migraines were aware it was Random Acts of Kindness Week for they showed kindness to me this time. I am grateful this migraine was kind enough to hit 30-minutes before I had to leave to go to class. It is scary when they hit in public.

Today is Random Acts of Kindness Day. I saw posted on Facebook this question: What acts of kindness are you planning? Well... If I knew, they wouldn't be random. However, I am hoping my sons will randomly decide to clean the kitchen for me.....

When I was in college the first time around, I had a sociology class and the professor had us perform a deviant act and then write a paper about the experience. We couldn't break any laws, but we had to do something that went against societal norms. Random Acts of Kindness really aren't all that different from deviant acts.

I try to post a picture each time I write in this blog. I took this on Wednesday morning after driving my 9-year old to school. I was driving East on Sunset Gardens and the melting ice created a dazzling display, but I didn't have my camera. I rushed home, grabbed the camera and rushed back, but the 10-15 minute time difference was just enough for the sun to be at the wrong angle and for so much of the ice to be melted already. Still, I like this image.  You can see more melting snow, here.

Happy Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day can mean different things to different people. 

Here are two links, for my take on the day and El Jay's take on it.

For me, it is another day just like any other. I have my Web Design class today. I like the class. The basic HTML is coming back and I like the mystery of following a formula, adding some codes and.... presto it becomes something else, sort of. My problem is that I am slowwwww... and I keep having to re-open my UNM web space..... I need to figure out what I am doing wrong, so I can do it right.

SLOWWWW.... last night my 9-year old, El Jay (LJ is his initials), confided in me that the kids in his class are calling him Slogan=Slow+Logan..... when naming him I never even thought of that nickname. Slogan wouldn't be a bad thing if you use the dictionary meaning, but the kids are taunting him with being SLOW. He isn't slow. He is very smart. He just marches to his own drummer. As a mom that broke my heart. He is an amazing, funny, creative little boy and yes, he does struggle, but he is not slow. I can hardly keep up with him.

How Important Is it To BLOG?

An old friend posted this question today on her Facebook Wall: When trying to establish an online presence, how important is blogging?

She is looking for a job in marketing and wants to know the best way to look social media savvy to prospective employees.... what would you advise?

Here is a link to an old blog she started. it is about growing older and may not be the best blog to share with a potential boss: Old & Bitter.

We spent a little time this morning commenting back and forth on her question.

This friend, Jaidene, was one of my best friends in college the first time around. I met her Fall Quarter my Freshman year at Weber State in a ballet class. She was a total Molly Mormon, but was also the most irreverent, cynical person I knew. She was a fiery redhead and tomboy. Yet moved with the grace of a ballerina. When she transferred to University of Utah after our Sophomore year and changed her major to Marketing/Fashion Merchandising, I thought she was crazy. This is the girl who lived in flannel shirts, blue jeans and hiking boots. After she got married (by then I was married with one son and the second on his way) we lost contact and only just recently found each other on Facebook.  She lives in Denver. Is divorced. She never had kids (and she wanted eight!) She loves coffee, has a dog named Melvin and is agnostic. I am looking forward to a trip to Denver, when I will see her again after all these years.

 

This is a picture I took of Jaidene one of the times my dad took me and my friends rappelling. Her hair matches the rocks. My dad was certified to teach rock rappelling and never hesitated to take us climbing. I did it, but it was always scary to take that first step backwards, off a cliff....

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Standing at the edge of the cliff.

Ropes holding me.

I hesitate.

My dad says, Lean back. You won't fall.

No. I can't. Too scary.

How can this rope stop me from falling?

I back a step closer to the edge.

Lean back. I promise I won't let you fall.

Not even a step, I edge just inches backwards.

I can feel my heel hanging over the edge.

Lean back. Farther. Lean back. You can do it.

I won't let you fall.

I close my eyes.

I take a deep breath.

Leaning.... backwards.

Nothing behind me.

Then I feel the rope tug.

Holding me.... firmly.

I feel a rush as I push away from the edge,

I let go and trust....

not only in a rope, but in the person on the other end.

HTML For Beginners

Today in class we began playing with HTML. I've worked with HTML before, but it has been a while. It began to all  come back very slowly. I will have forgotten it all again by next week.

I am still not at 100%.  I'm very tired and running a low temp today. A little achy. I want to feel good again.  I want to sleep now.

On the bus going home, I was one of the last people to get on the rapid ride. There were no open seats and I was going to have to stand. Just the thought of it was exhausting. Then a young man offered me his seat. That was really kind of him. Immediately the two guys in the seat in front of mine got up and offered their seats to two more women--one declined the seat.

Today's photo was shot in the Spring of 09 for a class. I took the interior of the bus shot and photo shopped Mel into it. My skills are better now than they were then.

Mission Accomplished

This semester one of my classes is CJ 279--Web Design. Creating this page and blogging at least once a week for the next 14 or 15 weeks is one of our first assignments. It is worth 50 points. So, here I am.

I am not new to blogging. I did my first blog in 2006. I haven't checked it out in several years, until just now. It is still there whithering away. Here it is Everything Indigo. It really isn't very interesting. It is sort of personal--it covers the birth of a still born daughter, it hints at the violent end to my second marriage, I use to pray and believe in God (I don't know what I believe now?), I talk a lot about walls.... I share funny little conversations with my kids, and other stuff. Currently I have three blogs I am working on: 

• Sisterhood of the Traveling Bras
  
• The Quilt Whisperer
• Indigo Foto Studios

Since 1998 I have worked on several webpages--not to design them, but to keep them updated. I created a personal webpage around 1999, the page is long gone. I could use templates, but a little basic HTML was necessary. I kept it up until the company (homestead?) started charging. I also created a forum/message board at Delphi Forums around 2000 and until recently it was an active site. This is the link to the Delphi Forum, Indigo Dreams. I think you need a password to get in though.  

I am a picture person. I know I'll post pictures here as much as I write. Therefore, I thought I'd post a few pictures of me taken when I was in college a billion years ago. The first time. 

TinaMarie--age 18--at the beginning of my freshman year at Weber (said WEE-ber) State College (it is a university now.

 

 

 Self Portrait for a photo class--Spring 1983

Homecoming 1982
This guy was so annoying. I stood him up....oops.... and he had me black listed from his Frat....
Did he think I'd care? ( didn't join a Sorority)

Another Self Portrait

Monterey, Cal. April 1983. The car is a 62 Pontiac Catalina.