Another week is passing, and I’m recounting another weekend. It was a pretty boring Friday, full of cleaning. Although, thinking back to that day, my favorite activity took place during the afternoon, and that would be a blog trip.
Friday’s was across town. I was pretty excited, simply because, admitting my blog is a work in progress, I had been watching a class on Wondrium. I know, you’re scratching your head right now. You won’t be, especially if you’ve seen my earlier posts, when I tell you what I was watching; smartphone photography.
The teacher does an excellent job, and I feel my work has improved because of it. When one can improve oneself, that always feels good. Anyhow, I feel my post, at least the photography part, was better than most.
I had always focused on my writing, believing I’d never figure out picture taking. Yet, this instructor, I admit that I don’t remember his name, did an excellent job teaching fundamental photography, especially related to smartphones. Although I’m not finished with the course, I really think I get some of the composition concepts.
If you viewed my post on ’46 Below’, the ‘Narrow Bridge Brewhouse’ or, my latest, the ‘Captain’s Walk Winery’, let me know how I did. I think I’ve come a long way.
Anyways, getting back to the weekend, Saturday was much more eventful than Friday. I helped Heidi, who recently found a new house, and was putting the finishing touches on her move. We worked on that, and then, like Friday, Heidi by my side this time, I went on another blog trip.
It was actually more than that. It was a bit of a date, as we sipped beer in a hip atmosphere. After a few bills were spent, photos were taken and glasses were emptied, we headed home. I made chicken pasta, eagerly starting my blog post as I waited for the food to cook. I guess we dined like Italians- sadly, without the vino.
After that, I kind of hogged the television, at least I felt like it anyways. We watched a Minnesota Wild hockey game. It was an intense contest that went into overtime, resulting in a ‘good guys’ victory. I actually don’t know if I was being too selfish. Heidi likes hockey too.
She finds it comically amusing that, when a player does something wrong, they recieve a timeout, much like a misbehaved child. Actually, the player, if I’m to use hockey terms, sits in a penalty box, but it’s the same thing.
We also, being a bit childish in nature, made light of a few last names. There was one player who, because his last name sounded like Caprisun, I called juice box. Heidi corrected me, informing me that Caprisuns actually come in packets.
Anyways, shortly after that, we called it a night. Tomorrow, as I usually do, I’ll recap the week. And then, hopefully, I’ll follow that up with a professional looking blog, one I’ll publish on Saturday.
Also, for those bloggers who do view my posts, I will try to return the favor. I absolutely love reading them, it’s just a matter of finding time. I have vowed, at least to myself, that I will sit down for a few hours, taking a break from Friday housework, and read some of your posts. I should have been doing that all along. Anyways…