Picnik!

Hello. My name is Krista and I spent way too much time playing around with Picnik for this post.

Picnik is the poor man's photoshop. It's completely free to use to do basic photo editing stuff and the premium membership is only $2 a month if you buy it for a year. There are some really neat things that you can do with it and then there are just some... strange things. Allow me to show you some examples. Here's the original picture that I used: 

Here's some pretty normal stuff you can do with it:

Black and white.

Lomo.

Sepia and soften.

Here's some pretty random stuff you can do with it: 

Neon.

 Puzzle anyone?

Pretend like you took a bunch of pictures?  

Pretend like someone drew it?














Here's what it would look like if Brandon and I went on a cruise right before we took this picture:

Here we are supporting Breast Cancer Awareness.

Here's what would happen if I let Brandon grow his beard out and if I didn't tweeze my mustache (just kidding):

Here we are being patriotic:

Here's my ode to Twilight:

Here's what my facebook profile picture will be for Valentine's Day!

And here's my favorite. I'm pretty sure this will be our Christmas card!

As a bonus and a prize for making it through this whole post, here's a picture of Chloe-deer!

Yes, I do have too much free time.

Let me tell you something embarrassing.

This was my friend Rachel's status today on facebook: 

Well, I started to reply and say "I only work through the night when I'm procrastinating." However, I got distracted during the middle of the word procrastinating and set my phone down. Somehow, someway my phone turned on me and changed "procrastinating" into "procreating" AND posted it as a reply. So it read "I only work all night when I'm procreating."

I didn't know that this had posted until a couple hours later when I get a text from Rachel asking if I was okay and if I had left my facebook open. I checked out what she was talking about and saw the reply and I just about died. Other people had commented on her status which meant that other people had seen what I wrote! I immediately deleted it but now I wish I had saved it so you too could enjoy my faux pas.

Embarrassing.

Overheard.

Today I heard a nurse talking with another nurse about a contract (her words) that she and her daughter had made. Apparently for every week the daughter honors the things on the contract she gets a "prize". The list included normal kid things like:

- clean room
- do homework
- help in the kitchen

I thought it seemed pretty normal until I heard this:

- don't run away from home

Wait... what??? Don't run away from home? That's something you have to put in a contract? And the daughter gets rewarded if she doesn't run away? Here's a normal reward for not running away: room and board. The mom was asked how old the daughter was and she said, "We're getting to the difficult stage... she's almost 10." 

Now, I fully admit that I was a handful as a preteen. Honestly, I can't believe I had any friends and I'm really surprised that my parents made it through that stage without actually beating me. But putting the fact that the daughter can't run away from home into a contract? There's a story there and I really want to know what it is. Too bad I don't actually work on that floor and was just passing through. 

Chloe sometimes thinks about running away. When she isn't yawning- 

Sleeping- 

Or just generally being adorable- 

Her life is rough.