Okay, I'm trying the video embedding again, see my post below for details on this new trick. This is a slightly more recent video clip of Ella walking, I think taken about a month ago when she was really starting to "toddle"...
If the embedded video isn't playing above, click HERE for the link to the video posted on YouTube.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Cool New Video Stuff!
This is too cool - check it out, I can have video clips of Ella on the blog!, I think...
I was reading one of my favorite sites/blogs this morning, dooce.com, when I was directed to a site called "YouTube.com" to see a video clip she posted. Then I read about the site and decided to sign up so I could try posting my own videos, because membership was FREE, and who doesn't love free stuff?
I just now tested the site by loading up a short video clip of Ella - the same one I had posted on the scrapbook site last month while I was trying that out - I was planning on buying a membership to that site because it was the only way I could share video but this may be a new solution, I am so excited! Anyway, the YouTube site gave me html code to link the video or to 'embed' the video, I've tried both below in the blog and they both seem to work, how awesome!
For any of our fans out there reading, let me know if you can view the video too, by linking, or if it will play for you below, which just seems ultra-cool to me, I guess I'm a nerd at heart, tee-hee. I'm so excited I'm going to go see if I can go put together a new video clip of Ella to try sharing, hope to post back here soon...
Click HERE to view a video clip of Ella posted on YouTube.com
Or, just look below to see the same clip "embedded", hopefully you will see a little play button, click that and the video should play right here on the blog... (and no, your speakers aren't broken, there's no sound on this clip)
I was reading one of my favorite sites/blogs this morning, dooce.com, when I was directed to a site called "YouTube.com" to see a video clip she posted. Then I read about the site and decided to sign up so I could try posting my own videos, because membership was FREE, and who doesn't love free stuff?
I just now tested the site by loading up a short video clip of Ella - the same one I had posted on the scrapbook site last month while I was trying that out - I was planning on buying a membership to that site because it was the only way I could share video but this may be a new solution, I am so excited! Anyway, the YouTube site gave me html code to link the video or to 'embed' the video, I've tried both below in the blog and they both seem to work, how awesome!
For any of our fans out there reading, let me know if you can view the video too, by linking, or if it will play for you below, which just seems ultra-cool to me, I guess I'm a nerd at heart, tee-hee. I'm so excited I'm going to go see if I can go put together a new video clip of Ella to try sharing, hope to post back here soon...
Click HERE to view a video clip of Ella posted on YouTube.com
Or, just look below to see the same clip "embedded", hopefully you will see a little play button, click that and the video should play right here on the blog... (and no, your speakers aren't broken, there's no sound on this clip)
Thursday, March 16, 2006
PBS stands for Poopy, Bad Station!!
Um, hello?, PBS? As devoted to educational programming as you are, could you please explain to me why on god's green earth you would randomly replace Sesame Street today with some gay-ass (sorry to be crass) 'Colonial Williamsburg' show? Yeah, leave on Dragon Tales and the other goofy morning programming, but replace the award-winning, historically fabulous Sesame Street, brilliant way to get those pledges. Oh, my little Ella was totally jazzed to see that programming change. Thanks for screwing with the routine of a 13-month old, I do believe she has placed a hex on you, or I think that's what she meant with all that whining and crying that started when her eyes were not greeted by the beautiful faces of Big Bird, Ernie and Elmo at 9 o'clock sharp. We were actually forced to change to the Disney channel whereupon my daughter became a Wiggles zombie for 30 minutes, terrific. You better bring her friends back tomorrow morning or she's stormin' the castle for sure...
just look at this sad, deprived baby face : (
just look at this sad, deprived baby face : (
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
la la la
Now I'm not a music-geek or even a well educated music lover, but there's something for me about how a favorite song can make the world stop spinning, just for a brief moment, and let you soak up all the goodness into your heart, for safekeeping...
Our little princess's favorite song for the last few weeks has been "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt (click HERE, and scroll down to the "You're Beautiful" video, if you haven't heard it). She first heard it during our Saturday morning ritual of watching VH1's video countdown - hey, don't judge my parenting, when Sesame Street's not on for those two long weekend days, you gotta fill the time with something or you go right into Elmo withdrawl - and, on a sidenote, it's a good ritual for me as a mommy, keeping me up to date on what the cool people are listening to. Anyway, since she was an infant, Ella has been totally into music, usually vocal stuff, she's even periodically entertained by my own singing, which is truly the best compliment a girl can get. Last summer she loved the band Weezer's song "Beverly Hills", it could stop her woeful crying in the car with just a quick click of the CD to track 12, aaahhhh, peaceful car rides are awesome, even when you have to listen to the same song, looped over, and over, and over. And then, a few weeks ago when she heard the James Blunt song, it was love at first 'hear' again - she stopped dead in her little toddler tracks and became transfixed with the silly skinny white man in that weird rainy video. We've been tuning in week in and week out for the countdown ever since, in hopes of hearing the song again, and then this week I finally downloaded it for her so we could make a new magical-stops-all-crying CD for the car.
So this is our song that can just stop the world for me right now - I pull Ella up into my lap at the computer and play the song on iTunes (with those cool onscreen graphics, of course) and she just lets me hold her for those few glorious minutes. For her, as a newly active toddler, being held by momma is the baby torture equivalent of being put in a straightjacket, so you can understand my rapture at a few exceptionally long minutes of baby snuggles - pure joy, pure unmatched absolute joy, if only for a few moments. I sing along to that simple song and can't help thinking about how she is beautiful, just like the song says, and you just get pulled into the music and away from the rest of the day, the crying and flailing, the drooling and runny nose, they're all gone and you just have a nice cheezy moment to love your imperfect life in it's moment of perfectness. And then it's back to the day, and the week, and the to-do list, but with just a few extra 'warm fuzzies' stored away for safekeeping, or, for the next bout of screamy-mimis : )
(here she is transfixed by another of her favorite pasttimes - lunch!)
Our little princess's favorite song for the last few weeks has been "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt (click HERE, and scroll down to the "You're Beautiful" video, if you haven't heard it). She first heard it during our Saturday morning ritual of watching VH1's video countdown - hey, don't judge my parenting, when Sesame Street's not on for those two long weekend days, you gotta fill the time with something or you go right into Elmo withdrawl - and, on a sidenote, it's a good ritual for me as a mommy, keeping me up to date on what the cool people are listening to. Anyway, since she was an infant, Ella has been totally into music, usually vocal stuff, she's even periodically entertained by my own singing, which is truly the best compliment a girl can get. Last summer she loved the band Weezer's song "Beverly Hills", it could stop her woeful crying in the car with just a quick click of the CD to track 12, aaahhhh, peaceful car rides are awesome, even when you have to listen to the same song, looped over, and over, and over. And then, a few weeks ago when she heard the James Blunt song, it was love at first 'hear' again - she stopped dead in her little toddler tracks and became transfixed with the silly skinny white man in that weird rainy video. We've been tuning in week in and week out for the countdown ever since, in hopes of hearing the song again, and then this week I finally downloaded it for her so we could make a new magical-stops-all-crying CD for the car.
So this is our song that can just stop the world for me right now - I pull Ella up into my lap at the computer and play the song on iTunes (with those cool onscreen graphics, of course) and she just lets me hold her for those few glorious minutes. For her, as a newly active toddler, being held by momma is the baby torture equivalent of being put in a straightjacket, so you can understand my rapture at a few exceptionally long minutes of baby snuggles - pure joy, pure unmatched absolute joy, if only for a few moments. I sing along to that simple song and can't help thinking about how she is beautiful, just like the song says, and you just get pulled into the music and away from the rest of the day, the crying and flailing, the drooling and runny nose, they're all gone and you just have a nice cheezy moment to love your imperfect life in it's moment of perfectness. And then it's back to the day, and the week, and the to-do list, but with just a few extra 'warm fuzzies' stored away for safekeeping, or, for the next bout of screamy-mimis : )
(here she is transfixed by another of her favorite pasttimes - lunch!)
Friday, March 10, 2006
how sweet it is
Ella, the oh-so-mild-mannered baby has developed a new completely obstinate behavior that we like to call the screamy-mimi's, in which she randomly gets ridiculously frustrated with someone, shall we say, mommy, who tells her "no" and then she throws herself on the floor and screams - what fun! Something about being 13 months old means suddenly being able to understand nearly everything and yet without speaking more than five words expect everyone to understand you! Woe to those who do not meet your demands within less than TWO SECONDS!!!
This week she seemed to have more bad days than good but yesterday afternoon she was so sublimely happy running around in the grass outside for a few minutes that I caught this awesome picture:
Even I can't complain when I get to share my bad days with this gorgeous face. Having a baby is such total joy, even the screaming days are fun, when did we ever think that would be possible?
Anyway, she could teach me a thing or two about enjoying the good moments, afterall, we should all have this much fun just being outside soaking up the sunshine (and chasing kitty cats)...
This week she seemed to have more bad days than good but yesterday afternoon she was so sublimely happy running around in the grass outside for a few minutes that I caught this awesome picture:
Even I can't complain when I get to share my bad days with this gorgeous face. Having a baby is such total joy, even the screaming days are fun, when did we ever think that would be possible?
Anyway, she could teach me a thing or two about enjoying the good moments, afterall, we should all have this much fun just being outside soaking up the sunshine (and chasing kitty cats)...
Thursday, March 09, 2006
On again, off again
I have always had such an on-again, off-again love affair with our little blog here - I think about it almost everyday, but never post. Think about things to say, but never say them. Come across fabulous photos but never show them. 'Tis a sad, sad tale of unrequited love...
Well, that little bit of silliness off my chest, I can say in all seriousness I realized after talking to a friend today (yes, Amanda, that's you), that I don't have to be a noble-prize winning poet laureat to write in my blog (after all if Amanda can survive TWO MONTHS in Yemen - yes, I said Yemen - I can certainly bare my soul on the world wide web). I usually wait until I have a ton of baby news or an oscar-winning heroic mommy story to post, but in truth, I have plenty of fun daily tidbits I could share that would just be plain fun for me to journal about. I've shared our blog address with almost everyone I know, but I know there are only a handful of people that check in on it, like I check in on my friends' blogs. And I know that I'm always dissapointed when they don't have updates so maybe I'm dissapointing someone out there too. Highly unlikely, I know, for even as I make this miraculous post it will more than likely stay completely unread for days or weeks until someone accidently types in my address : )
Anyway, I wish I were as funny and well-read as Heather Armstrong (true fans will know this real 'dooce' name), but maybe for today I can just be me and see how that goes. Signing off in mommyville as I listen to the cries of the just-awakened baby Ella-beast...
- no actual tidbits were related, created or harmed in this post, tune in tomorrow for some actual content -
Well, that little bit of silliness off my chest, I can say in all seriousness I realized after talking to a friend today (yes, Amanda, that's you), that I don't have to be a noble-prize winning poet laureat to write in my blog (after all if Amanda can survive TWO MONTHS in Yemen - yes, I said Yemen - I can certainly bare my soul on the world wide web). I usually wait until I have a ton of baby news or an oscar-winning heroic mommy story to post, but in truth, I have plenty of fun daily tidbits I could share that would just be plain fun for me to journal about. I've shared our blog address with almost everyone I know, but I know there are only a handful of people that check in on it, like I check in on my friends' blogs. And I know that I'm always dissapointed when they don't have updates so maybe I'm dissapointing someone out there too. Highly unlikely, I know, for even as I make this miraculous post it will more than likely stay completely unread for days or weeks until someone accidently types in my address : )
Anyway, I wish I were as funny and well-read as Heather Armstrong (true fans will know this real 'dooce' name), but maybe for today I can just be me and see how that goes. Signing off in mommyville as I listen to the cries of the just-awakened baby Ella-beast...
- no actual tidbits were related, created or harmed in this post, tune in tomorrow for some actual content -
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