the secret lives of prothros.

February 22, 2011

It’s Official!

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We’re having a Fightin’ Texas Aggie.

Thanks and gig em’.

 

 

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February 18, 2011

Traditional Prothro Thanksgiving

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The average Thanksgiving looks pretty similar in most American homes. There’s turkey, side dishes, pie, parades, football and naps. Then there are those special things every family does to make the holiday their own. In the Prothro family that breaks down to a one key ingredient: friendly competition. Thanksgiving held a rousing game of around the world, several ping pong matches, and a scavenger hunt all topped off with the national anthem, sung by the winner (loser?) of the annual Nut for the Year contest.

To clarify, Nut for the Year is decided by an annual conference call made between all member of the Prothro family and their spouses. Embarrassing stories about family members from that year are brought to light, narrated, embellished and then voted on to determine the year’s Nut. The winner gets the esteemed honor of singing the National Anthem while holding the American flag during Thanksgiving. Then a very classy statue of a squirrel residing on a giant walnut is presented by last year’s winner for the new winner to keep proudly displayed in their home for the following year.

Anyone else have any fun family traditions?

February 17, 2011

Uploading Photos to the Web

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Yesterday, for the first time in a quite a while, I used our laptop for something other than watching Hoarders on Netflix and re-watching Community on Hulu. I blogged on it.

Good thing I did too because it made me realize that in a few past blog posts I had been forgetting one of the very important steps to take before uploading pictures to the web. Oh, forgetfulness! What a treat.

I hadn’t noticed the problem on my iMac because it is bright, shiny and beautiful and makes mud look like a rainbow. On my laptop however, the pictures looked dingy and dull. So I thought I would share these steps with you, because let’s be honest I’m not going to go back and change the pictures on my blog.

So here are the two important steps if you’re putting pictures on the web that were taken with a big momma camera. (That’s actually the term I use for digital SLRs.) I think it is more appropriate.

1. Resize your image to 72 dpi. Otherwise it is going to be huge and you will waste space and time uploading it.

2. Make sure your photo is converted to an sRGB color space. This is the color space that is specified to the internet for home and office viewing conditions. If you upload something else, it just won’t look right on the screen. Many cameras will allow you to select this setting within the camera menu. Since I shoot in RAW and then convert photos to jpg in photoshop mine aren’t typically in sRGB. Here is the simple, quick way to get them ready for the web.

Go to the File Menu in photoshop and select Save for Web & Devices, then save your image, making sure the boxes are selected to *embed color profile and to *convert to sRGB.

That’s it. All the steps. You’re done. It’s so easy it makes you feel very silly when you forget.

Here are some screenshots and two pictures of Sedona to illustrate the difference.

Happy uploading!

February 16, 2011

19 Weeks

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Today I am officially 19 weeks into pregnancy, just one week from the halfway mark.

Pregnancy immediately brings all kinds of new questions into the picture. I have googled the most unusual things of my life over the past four months. A public record of my searches would be beyond embarrassing.

One of the most constant questions I ask myself is “Should I ________ or take a nap?” As you can tell, when it comes to blogging, napping always wins. If you were at my house, you’d see the same is generally true of doing the laundry.

Today, though, I will blog. About pregnancy.

I never intended to blog about pregnancy or its woes, but then I started thinking of how much better and more sane it would have made me feel to read that someone else had a rough pregnancy too. That I wasn’t alone. On a 1-10 scale, I’d rate pregnancy as a 3-5 depending on the day. I’ve only found one other friend that has felt that way (and thank God for the sanity she brought!) Most of the blogs I’ve read on pregnancy have been happy and upbeat and while that makes me happy for that momma, it doesn’t make me feel much better. So I figured, a little honesty now may encourage some other pregnant friends that are having a rough time not to feel isolated and all those happy pregnant friends to be extra happy that they got it so good. I dedicate this to you, pregnant women of the world.

There’s no reasoning yourself out of it

  • Neither my mind nor my emotions function well during pregnancy. They are attacked by the hormone monster and rendered forgetful and irrational.
  • I got into a very convinced debate with Evan after I overheard him telling someone we were due in July. I informed him, with conviction, that we were due in June and I would know because I’m counting down the days on my what to expect app and I should know these things because I’m the mom etc. He told me to check the app again. Our baby is due July 14. Awesome. I’m already forgetting my kid’s birthday.
  • For Evan’s birthday, I bought him an awesome circular saw. Apparently, I have great taste because he already owns it and I watched him use it a few days before I bought it for him. I thought I was so original….

Cravings are cruel

  • I haven’t had many cravings during pregnancy but I have wanted smoothies, constantly. Really though, it’s been a big mean joke. Every time I have a smoothie I get sick. Then what do I want? Another smoothie. Mean.Cruel.Ineffective. I now ignore smoothies and harbor bitterness against them in my heart.
  • Wine has never smelled better in all of my life. I truly think I could be a world class wine taster with my new olfactory senses and the ability to drink to my heart’s content. That may cause me to have a flipper baby though so I guess I won’t realize my dream of becoming Food & Wine’s next wine master of the month.

Sickness Everlasting

  • It’s surprising how if you’re sick long enough you forget what it feels like to be well. The definition of a good day just transforms in your mind to some new thing that would have never have been good before. Eventually, my doctor put me on this amazing medicine that chemo patients get for radiation sickness and I could not believe what it felt like to be well. I think I cried because I was so happy to know that a thing like wellness still existed.
  • Medicine was a wonderful turning point of pregnancy for me. Until I realized that with medication, came side effects. They got to the point that they were worse than being sick in the first place so now there is a catch-22 and I have to always assess the lesser of two evils before taking meds.
  • I’ve been waiting to enter the magical, mystical world of the 2nd trimester, where pregnancy become a land of rainbows, laughter and Bollywood dancers singing Jai Ho. This has yet to happen. In fact, when I first entered the 2nd trimester with all of my anticipation, I got sicker. Much sicker. The first month of my 2nd trimester was the worst so far. Maybe my baby has a broken internal clock and did not know it was Bollywood happy time.
  • The other bummer of feeling sick is that the solution most suggested is to eat more. Unfortunately, that is the last thing any sane person wants to do when they feel sick. Not to mention I dislike several food groups at the moment. The saddest aversion I have is beef. You may remember that we recently acquired an entire fridge full of grass-fed beef. Well, fridge is still full. We can barely fit ice cream in it. I hope Cooper (the cow in my freezer) forgives my neglect and retains his deliciousness until I choose to finally eat him.
  • This is also probably why I’ve only gained a pound so far and I should have gained between 8-10. You would not think this to look at me because I’m definitely growing. Apparently, the law of conservation of mass does not apply to pregnant women.

 

So there is a small overview of the pregnant me. Hopefully, I left out enough detail to avoid the dreaded TMI-mommy syndrome and included enough to give an honest view of pregnancy. I tried to be funny about it but honestly it is hard. Being sick, crazy and tired are difficult on their own but being that way for four solid months is something totally different and something that can become utterly disheartening.

Here is the bright side:

A human is growing inside of me.
That is absolutely miraculous and worth whatever misery it entails. The baby started kicking at week 17, which is pretty early for first time pregnancies. It is a nice reminder that their is a purpose to pain.

My husband is the most wonderful man on earth. I believe that sincerely. He has shown such gentle kindness and understanding to me over the past few months. He has been carrying the weight of our marriage since I got pregnant without grumbling, complaining or receiving much in return. He has served me and our baby so selflessly. I don’t know how I would function without him. Just thinking about it has filled my eyes with tears, and not the crazy-pregnant-lady tears I get when I think AT&T is trying to be mean to me but the appreciative, sincere tears of true love and awe.

I’m also especially thankful to Gina and Schmalls, who have been getting the unabridged version and loving me anyways.