one hundred and eleven

This was a day where I felt lost in my assignments. So my 30 sec-don't-look-at-the-paper-self-portrait is quite accurate. I felt beside myself...

one hundred and ten

I was at somebody else's big day and many photos were taken. Me and all my chins could be spotted in the crowd, sipping champagne during work hours. Good thing.

one hundred and nine

Today I made my room a little more mine.

It is My Space.

one hundred and eight

Forgot to clean off my mascara yesterday. It doesn't matter on a Saturday like this.

one hundred and seven

A few hours ago I did an important presentation in front of important people in an important meeting and I rocked it! Now this. I love the contrasts that are my life.

one hundred and six

Powerpointing after an inspiring meeting that reminded me of what my work can be.

one hundred and five

Bad hair day back at the office where the ceiling still gives me an angelic halo.

Holy me.

one hundred and four

I finished a shawl. It's gorgeous. But it really is too late and dark to take pictures of knitted things. Dark evenings means autumn. This has been a very autumny day.

one hundred and three

A very boring workday at home. I got some stuff done, but I just wanted to do Something Else all the time. The dog is bored, my feet are bare and I just want it to be tomorrow.

one hundred and two

New abilities learned and practiced. A very rare sight in this house, might come out of its corner more often after today! Sewing machine! Sewing!

one hundred and one

A day with extended family. Crayfish, laughs and feeling good. And I just kept on knitting.

one hundred

I celebrate photo number 100 showing the, in my opinion, prettiest photo ever taken of yours truly. I am three years old wearing a flower wreath. Midsummer of 1982.

ninetynine

Summer zits. They break out when I suddenly spend more and more time indoors. It's disgusting to see your face explode...

ninetyeight

Lots to do and out in the world again. Feels good to get out of the house and feel useful, but I felt like an outsider in familiar settings. A very odd feeling.

ninetyseven

You take a crappy photo and you make the best of it through a "photoshop massacre".

If only there was a photoshop program to apply to crappy days.

ninetysix

So, parts of my life are brilliant. Others make me want to rip my hair out. After a little torture, I chose some sweet escapism.

ninetyfive

photo by Elin
A wonderful day. Had invited people over for a knitting feast, and it's been lovely.

And Sandy brought me Wollmeise Yarn. Among other things this forest green lace weight.

ninetyfour

I made some new finds. I baked. I had a good day.

My favorite find is this little tin treasure chest.

ninetythree

I am trying to read. The information doesn't seem to stick. Ironically the book of the day is called "Everything is Possible".

ninetytwo

I'm walking around barefoot and I was working up the courage to take detailed photos of scars and foot related oddity. She took it as an invite to cuddles.