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- Lean Turkey (I used 1.25 lbs)
- 2 14.5-oz cans of diced tomatoes (I picked ones that were "Spicy Red Pepper")
- 2 chili flavor packets
- 1 14.5-oz(ish) can of navy beans
- 1 medium yellow onion
- 1 12-oz bag of frozen corn
- Spices! (I used salt, pepper, cumin, chili powder, red peppers, and garlic powder)
1. Chop up onion into little squares and put into your cooking pot with the beans, undrained. I let the onions and beans cook on medium heat for a while until they are both pretty much all cooked up and soft.
2. Add in the turkey and continue cooking on medium heat until cooked through. I add in some spices here, just whatever I want and had in my cupboard. It depends on how spicy you want it, but when is all said & done, I probably put 5-6 dashes of chili powder and red pepper into my chili. I go crazy with the garlic, because, well, I love garlic.
3. Alright, so your turkey is cooked! Add in both of the chili seasoning packets & both cans of tomatoes, undrained. Stir them all up and let it come to a boil.
4. Once it is at a boil, add in your bag of frozen corn. You can dump it all in there, totally frozen. Stir it up, cover, turn down to low-heat, and let it sit for 15 minutes to let all the yumminess combine and mix together. (This also gives the corn a chance to be unfrozen.)
5. Eat it!
Some other ideas:
- Add mushrooms (that's what I did today!)
- More beans! We've made it with big fat butter beans before, and that was also delicious!
- Eat it with plain greek yogurt, a good alternative to sour cream
- If you aren't concerned about calories or fat (lucky!), add cheese on top and eat with a layer of Fritos on the bottom. It sounds kind of trashy, but I like the crunchy texture mixed with the chili.
- Drink with a big, ice cold beer :9
And that's that! I added it all up, and that big pot has about 2250ish calories and 55.5 grams of fat. Divide that up into five or six servings, which you'll get out of there easily, and that's not bad per bowl. It's really filling, like I said, so a bowl is all I needed for lunch.
What do you think? I love chili! How do you make it? As I said earlier, I'm not the best or most exciting cook (I used flavor packs, c'mon), but I'm also happy with how it turned out.
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Beef Lasagna
Recipe by JustJanS
This is pretty much how lasagna gets made in Australia, usually no cottage cheese or ricotta. I have been making it this way for over 30 years, but can't find a similar recipe on here yet. I find it easier to make the beef sauce the day before, and reheat it a little, but I like to use the cheese sauce hot and freshly made. This mix fills a tray 12x8x3 for me, and I find it easier to cut through the top layer with kitchen scissors before taking to it with a knife to cut into serving portions.
Top Review by foodysurfer
I couldn't work out how to do the correction after I spotted a mistake. I was under the belief the nutmeg is usually in the cheese sauce. In this recipe the nutmeg rates a mention in the ingredients for the meat sauce and is never mentioned again. OOPS!
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Ingredients Nutrition
Meat sauce
- 2 tablespoons oil
- 1 large onion, finely diced
- 2 slices bacon, chopped
- 2 garlic cloves, minced
- 600 g beef mince, leanest you can buy
- 1 (140 g) can tomato paste
- 1⁄2 cup red wine
- 1 (440 g) can chopped tomatoes, and their juice
- 2 cups beef broth
- 1⁄2 teaspoon dried oregano
- 1⁄2 teaspoon dried basil
- 1⁄2 teaspoon dried thyme
- 1 pinch mixed pumpkin spice or 1 pinch freshly ground nutmeg
Cheese sauce
- 50 g butter
- 50 g flour
- 600 ml milk
- 50 g shredded parmesan cheese
- salt and pepper
- 1 (250 g) packetinstant lasagna sheets (12)
- 50 g shredded parmesan cheese
Directions See How It's Made
- Meat Sauce: Heat the oil in a large fry pan over a medium heat.
- Add the onion and bacon and cook until the onion is golden and tender.
- Add the minced garlic and cook a couple of minutes more.
- Add the mince and cook, breaking up with a fork, until the meat has all changed colour.
- Now add the tomato paste and "cook it out" for another minute or two before adding the wine.
- Allow the wine to reduce a little, before adding the remaining sauce ingredients.
- Simmer until reduced and thickened and a deep rich red/ brown.
- *You could call this"cooked" in 30 minutes, but I like to let it simmer about 2 hours, stirring regularly to make sure it's not catching.
- Add a little more broth or water if it looks like doing so.
- Cheese Sauce:.
- Melt the butter, add the flour and stir well.
- Allow to cook gently for about 2 minutes, then add the milk all in one go, and whisk briskly until heated and thickened.
- Allow to cook a couple of minutes more on a simmer.
- Add the cheese and season to taste with salt and pepper.
- Assembly of the lasagna:.
- Spread a little of the beef sauce across the bottom of your pan.
- Cover with a layer of beef sauce and drizzle about half a cup of cheese sauce over this-no need to be too particular.
- Cover with a layer of lasagna sheets.
- Repeat the beef sauce and cheese sauce two more times, then a final layer of sheets.
- Spread the remaining cheese sauce (there should be about 1 cup) over the last layer of sheets, and sprinkle with the shredded parmesan cheese.
- Bake in a moderate oven for about 1 hour.
- Allow to stand about 15 minutes before cutting into squares to serve.

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tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37672088979060670022014-10-03T00:39:11.179-04:00SheilaCastle Cincinnati Northern Kentucky Newborn Child Family Maternity Engagement PhotographerSheilahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-77630648591518046372011-01-07T21:54:00.003-05:002011-01-07T23:53:53.483-05:00Project 52 | Week 1 | 2011So my fellow photographer and friend, Shawna Peto has inspired me to not only try to blog once a week but also to start a once a week photo project. Once a week, on Fridays, Shawna posts a photo that she has taken that week and tells a little bit about it. For me...the point of it is to grow as a photographer....Sometimes I get so busy with the business aspect of all of this that I forget why I started the business in the first place.. So YES I'm jumping on the bandwagon! I'm going to *attempt* my own little Project 52...a once a week photo blog...every Friday. Thanks Shawna for the inspiration:) You can check out Shawna's fab personal blog HERE and her professional blog HERE.
So here goes.....
I took this pic this week while on a photo shoot with a fellow photographer...i love that she didnt think that I was weird for stopping to take a pic of an empty beer bottle and some abandoned shoes. :) I added a little texture to it and Florabells's b/w mink action.

and week 1..done. Whew. Anyone taking bets on how long I can keep this up? :)Sheilahttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-62506286354594403202010-12-09T22:18:00.008-05:002011-01-01T15:44:53.817-05:001.1.11Ahhhh New Years Day. I have always loved New Years. A frest start, a clean slate! And for approximately 4 weeks every January, I am the most motivated, healthy, organized momma you have ever met. My house is immaculate, my laundry is all done because I have vowed to do 2 loads a day come hell or high water, my kids are well behaved because there is a fresssh chore chart on the fridge. Their home work is all done because I have cut their t.v. time down to 2 hours a day. My office looks like it is straight out of the IKEA catalog with bins and file folders (all color coordinated, mind you.) I save every receipt, all of my appointments are meticulousy written in my calendar AND simultaneously entered into my blackberry. I make my annual shopping trip to Fresh Market for all of the new healthy, delicious meals I'm gonna make my family. Yearly trip to the local Weight Watchers, done. Skin exfoliated, check. Hair did, check. Facial, check. (Because I'm going to start taking better care of ME, dangit.) I have decided I will never, ever yell at my kids ever again and have bought a book on parenting AND anger management because I am going to be the best mom EVER and never lose my temper again and use positive reinforcement DAILY.................................... And then somewhere around the last week of January/first week of February all of my fabulous good intentions start to slowwwly unravel and the chaos that is my life inevitably begins to creep back in. My kitchen table and desk gradually disappear under mounds of junk mail, bills, and homework. My kids are watching their 8th episode of iCarly while eating Happy Meals and arguing as I yell from the kitchen to CUT IT OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My calendar and phone are lost somewhere in the abyss that is my car. I havent shaved my legs OR exfoliated in 2 weeks and my hair is pulled back off my face with the elastic end of a latex glove. (You fellow nurses know what I'm talkin about.) And all of my New Years resolutions are giant.epic.failures. And guess what?????? Who cares!!! I'm human! Woohoo!! Which means, THANK GOD I don't have to be perfect!!!! And guess what else?? New Years Resolutions? You get to make them again next year, and the year after that and the year after that and the.....you get the idea. So, would I love to be THAT mom. The one that cooks organic meals for my kids as I read them Shakespeare and give them violin lessons at the same time? The business owner that knows where all of my receipts are and how to to make the most of my tax write-offs and the best way to market myself and still be able to keep my artisitc vision and blah blah blah blah. The wife that always feels sexy and pretty and skinny and makes myself a priority because I know that taking better care of me means taking better care of my family. Absa-freakin-lutely!!! Who wouldn't want to be that woman!! But pssst.... Little secret. That woman doesn't exist. And if she does.....she is probably really boring or has bad breath or there is SOMETHING wrong with her!! My point is....no one is perfect. No one...not your neighbor down the street whose kids are always dressed from head to toe in the latest Gap kids clothes and always say please and thank you. Not the mom driving the SUV that is at every.single.class.party with fresh baked goods and skinny jeans.(Not that I know anyone like that or anything....ugh.) Not the co-worker that has 5 kids and never raises her voice or loses her patience or gossips and always, ALWAYS has something great to say in the sales meeting. None.of.them.are.perfect. We all struggle. As women/moms/business owners/co-workers/wives/daughters/sisters. We ALL struggle. But this year.....I'm going to try focusing on all of the things that I do right instead of all of the things that I do wrong. Do I have TONS of things to improve on? Absolutely. Will I continue to make unrealistic New Years resoltutions every year? You betcha! But am I gonna beat myself into the ground if I'm not a size 4 by May? or if I don't meet this or that sales goal by the end of the first quarter???? Not this year kids! Because I've learned that I don't have to be perfect at anything. Not motherhood, not at photography, not at being a wife, not at being a friend. None of it. I can just do my best and leave it at that. BooYAH. It's only taken me about 35 years to learn that lesson.
So enough of that hoopla..... to catch you up on the personal side of things.....We are all settled in to our new home in my old neighborhood of Glendale. I can't even tell you how good it feels to be back. I love that I get to show my kiddos all the things that I loved about this area when I was growing up. I love that they go to the same school that I went to when I was their age. I love passing the old firehouse everyday and going to the square. I love pointing out to them the house that I used to live in on the railroad tracks. Who knew that the sound of a train whistle in the middle of the night could be so comforting? Of course, I miss my Indiana girls..but there is nothing like coming home.
On the business side of things....Whew. What an insanely crazy, fun and enlightening first year!! To say that I have learned alot would be the understatement of the decade. I have met some of the most fantastic people throughout this crazy photographic journey. I have made mistakes, taken risks, grown as an artist, fallen flat on my face and gotten up and brushed myself off and kept right on going. (Not only using that as a metaphor.... I really did fall flat on my face at a shoot. True story. Just ask Colleen S.) I can only hope that all of you will continue with me on this journey in 2011. Thank you just doesn't seem to cut it. I am unbelievably grateful to all of the wonderful clients, friends and fellow photographers that I have met this year. You have made every bit of this craziness worth it.
Keep a lookout over the next week or so as the new blogsite gets up and running. All of the 2011 pricing/session/custom frame info will be listed there. Thanks again for coming along for this ride with me. Heres to hoping for continued success and most importantly, balance in 2011. :)Sheilahttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-52095078162409669042010-10-27T22:53:00.005-04:002010-10-27T23:26:59.907-04:00Jordan | NKY Senior | BloggedI had the absolute pleasure of taking senior pics for a friend's son a few weeks ago.
This is Jordan.

Jordan and I go way back....Okay....so I haven't seen him since he was like 2 but I have had the absolute good fortune of working with his mom over the years and I know she is one proud momma.
And for good reason. Jordan is without a doubt, one of the nicest, most genuine young men that I have ever met. He is a true artist/musician and has such an amazing spirit. He is one of those people that could probably put just about anyone at ease...laid back, kind and with an amazing spirit.
Kinda sounds alot like his mom:)

And how could I possibly leave out Jordan's little sis Koryn. How can ya not like a girl that shows up to a photoshoot in cowboy boots and a newsboy cap.

Future fashionista fo sho.

Had a blast with you guys:) Thanks for making my job easy.

Sheilahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-52897112635355266742010-10-21T10:28:00.003-04:002010-10-21T22:54:54.044-04:00Sunshine | BloggedI've spent the majority of this fall shooting rather than blogging so I am going to attempt to play catch up over the next few days and blog a few of the great sessions I've had this month:) So here goes:)
This is Miss Sunshine.

And this is Sunshine's best friend Karen....

Who also happens to be my step-sister and one of my most favorite people in the whole entire world.

Okay, so technically, our parents haven't been married for years, but who cares. She is and will always be my sis.
Karen called last week and asked if I would meet up with her and her girl Sunshine to get some special pics. Soon.
You see, sweet Sunshine has terminal bone cancer. These pics were taken on Wednesday....and on Thursday, Sunshine had one of her legs amputated to hopefully buy her some time. My sis wanted pics or her running, playing, just being Sunshine. I could just feel the bond and the love between these two.

Sweet Sunshine is now home recovering and getting lots of lovin from Karen...but please keep this sweet pup and my sis in your prayers:)Sheilahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-13577768722021621872010-10-09T21:14:00.007-04:002010-10-10T00:18:14.659-04:00I saw this going very differently in my mind:) | BloggedAnd......she's back. So...The season is almost over:( I know. So sad for me...but if I am being completely honest....I am just the teensiest bit relieved. This has been such a whirlwind year for me. I officially started my biz back in March and holy wow!! To say that I have been crazy busy would be an understatement. I have the best friends and family in the entire universe. Seriously. I have been overwhelmed with support over this past year. I have never been busier in my life and this Spring/Summer has gone by sooo fast that I barely have had time to even stop and thank everyone. :) I am forever grateful.
 I am looking forward to the winter so that I can regroup, refresh, rejuvenate..whatever you want to call it. Call me weird, but I feel like photography has been my bestest friend over the past year and a half. It has been there for me no matter what, it strokes my ego every now and then, makes me feel good about myself and it can take the worst day and turn it around with just one.perfect.shot.......BUT...and there is always a but.... Photography is also a very needy best friend. My photog friends will attest to this, I'm sure. I NEED to take pics, I NEED to do just one more session.....I NEED to just edit this one last pic......I NEED to go out NOW while the light is still great.. I NEED NEED NEED. And all the while, my kids and husband wait (im)patiently for me to pull myself away from the computer, to edit one more picture, to go to one more session, to come out from behind the lens....and live.life.with.them. To stop trying to document life..and just live it. I started on this path because I truly believed that my life was too short to waste on anything other than what I was truly passionate about but throughout the course of this journey...I have come to realize that while photography is my passion...My family is my true love.
Photography is *that* friend..... you know the one. The one that your spouse loves to hate. The "fun" friend that always wants you to go places and do things because she is single and has no kids and just doesn't get why you can't come:( and pouts about it when you say no. The *friend* that calls you a hundred times a day just because. The *friend* that pulls you away from friends and family...because she fills some need in you to be good at something.
Just ask my kids. I took them to the park tonight and as always, I had my camera with me.....It didnt dawn on me until later when we were walking home...but I didnt once *play* with my kids the entire time we were there. Not once. I was too busy trying to *capture* the moment...and the sunset. When really I should have been savoring each and every second with those munchkins. Ask my husband....who hasn't had an evening alone with me since May. Not.one. Because the photography world would just stop turning if I didnt take pictures for ONE NIGHT. right. And so.....what's a girl to do. A needy, yet insanely fun and fulfilling best friend vs 4 people that I love so much that my heart feels like it will without a doubt explode. You guessed it.....There is no competition. So where does that leave SCP? Big changes for 2011. I will still undoubtedly find it nearly impossible to say no...I will still probably overbook and overextend myself. I will still probably never leave home without my camera. But my priorities have shifted...It's no longer about the business succeeding. In my mind, my success lies in the eyes of my children and my husband...not in how many sessions I can book in a month...or how many hours I can log in photoshop this week. Finding balance between my passion and my true love...that is success. Everything else is just icing on the cake. Wish me luck:)Sheilahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-66358043738919056982010-09-23T13:42:00.002-04:002010-09-23T13:54:32.204-04:00Fall | What to Wear GuideHey there all! Long time no blog! I guess maybe I should consider myself lucky that I have been so busy with sessions and editing lately that I haven't had a free second to blog! With Holiday Mini-Sessions coming up in October, I thought I would post a couple of great Fall inspired What to Wear guides! Enjoy!
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October 23, 2010

Glenwood Gardens, 10623 Springfield Pike

3pm ~ 6pm

$75.00 for 1/2 hour session + 10 images on disc with rights to print.

Great for Christmas Cards!

For more information email me at firstname.lastname@example.com. Hurry! These will go fast!Sheilahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-24380931970299052782010-08-17T09:10:00.002-04:002010-08-17T09:14:41.750-04:00A Fashion Shoot | BloggedOkay...not really a fashion shoot...Just me and the Aubs in the backyard trying out some UBER cute outfits from Bleu Bird Designs. I decided I couldn't very well do a post for each of my boys and then not do one for Aubrey...and since she was actually in a cooperative mood in front of the camera yesterday..I took full advantage. Cause we all know that my kids HATE my camera and being chased around by me like I'm the freakin paparazzi.
Okay...So if you don't know my daughter Aubrey...Let me explain. Aubrey is pretty stinkin rotten. But truth be told...She is exactly like me. Looks just like daddy...acts just like mommy. Fabulous. For the first 3 years of her life, she was the biggest tomboy EVER. Hated dresses and getting her hair brushed and LOVED cars, mud, jeans and baseball. (Which, by the way, she is better at than her older brother:) Don't tell him I said so though.. So all of the sudden over the past few months....She has suddenly transformed into a GIRL! She wants to ONLY wear dresses, loves her some princess stuff and shuns anything even remotely 'boyish'. So how lucky am I that I was appoached by Dani of Bleu Bird designs to take some pics for her website of some of the caaaaauuuutttest dresses/tunics evva! She even sent me home with a bag full of clothes to try on my little hippie chick...Let me just say..if you are not a fan of Bleu Bird Designs on Facebook....go there now and check her out. Her stuff is custom made and oh.so.adorable.
Here are just a few from yesterday....and she will SO be wearing the purple and green dress on Thursday for her first day of school.

Love these next two...So completely *Aubrey*

Hope everyone is having a great week so far....Playing catch up this week so stay tuned for some sneak peeks:)Sheilahttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-59596068630928880572010-08-11T19:16:00.003-04:002010-08-11T20:14:06.487-04:001 YEAR | BloggedOne.whole.stinkin.year. Man, how time flies. This time last year Chris and I were sitting in Olive Garden after dropping the two big kids off at my moms and having our last dinner out as parents of 2. I don't think I slept a wink that night. My C-section was scheduled for 8am and I was up and in the shower by 5. I couldn't wait to meet my little man. By 9:30 he was in my arms and once again....I was falling in love. Amazing how that works, huh? I'm not sure how anyone can go through the miracle of birth and not believe in God. It is truly a miracle. And I have to say....Joshie was my own personal miracle. The 9 months that I was pregnant with Joshua were without a doubt the hardest of my entire life. The physical toll that it took on my body was rough but it was my mental state of mind that nearly crushed me. Not many people other than a few close friends and family knew what I was going through but let's just leave it at..it wasn't pretty. And then 7 months into my pregnancy...when I was at an all time low mentally, Dave died. My.world.crashed. Although, no one other than those few friends and family would have ever known it. I'm not sure anyone can ever understand what I went through in those last few months of my pregnancy. I was pissed off at the world, at God, at myself. I worried every.single.day about the effect that my emotions/depression would have on the baby. The one and only thing that kept me from going straight off the deep end during that horrible time were my children. Most days, I didn't even want to get out of bed. It would've been so much easier to just lay in bed and cry...but as a momma, I didn't have that option. But then, something changed. I can't put my finger on when and I'm not even sure I can explain it now...Just a feeling that I got from this little unborn baby. He wasn't even born...but yet, he gave me...peace. I honestly felt soothed by him. Sounds weird, I know..but that's the only way to explain it. To this day....I can be standing in a room full of chaos and all I have to do is pick up Joshie, snuggle him close to me and it all just fades away. He is the only person in this entire world that has that effect on me. I think God knew that I needed peace in my life more than anything else in the world. Peace and hope...and Joshie gives me both. He loves to snuggle, thinks his big brother is hilarious, looks just like his mommy, and *may* have his mommy's temper, loves pasta, ice cream and LOVES to dance to Miley Cyrus and the Spongebob theme song. He.is.perfect.
Sheilahttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-89172444254660229802010-08-08T19:30:00.004-04:002010-08-09T14:49:31.426-04:001 week | Blogged1 week from today my oldest heads off for his first day of kindergarten. I have to be honest...I've been looking forward to this day for awhile but call it hormones or whatever but it just kind of hit me out of nowhere this weekend. KINDERGARTEN. That's the real deal....Makes my heart hurt. Time is flying by and it makes my heart ache. I can still remember the night I went into labor with Jackson. No idea what to expect.....no idea that by the next morning I would be so head over heels in love with my new son that nothing else in my life would ever, ever be the same. Tomorrow, my sweet little man will be 6 years old! Unbelievable. And I'm more in love with him today then when I first laid eyes on him. He is tenderhearted, imaginative, funny, FULL of love for his mommy, daddy, sister and brother, independent, maybe a bit of a chicken, has stinky boy feet, loves icees and fruit snacks and hates meat and veggies, loves Transformers, cars, trucks, trains, Toy Story and wants to work at McDonalds when he grows up so he can get all the Happy Meals he wants. And he has me and his Daddy wrapped around his little finger. Yesterday he asked me if he could live at home with me forever and when I said "Sure..until you get big and get married," he got big huge tears in his eyes. So apparently not only does he look just like his Uncle Dave...but he also has the same aspirations as Dave did to live at home with his Momma forever:) You know I love ya Dave...just sayin. So, Big Bud....you can live with Mommy forever if you want to. Love you so much....to the moon and back...and then back...and then to Saturn...and to Heaven..and then around Heaven and then back to the moon...Forever.
Sheilahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-15583396393206417122010-08-05T09:39:00.002-04:002010-08-05T09:40:47.195-04:00Golf and Friends | Blogged | Cincinnati PhotographerOkay remember how I told you that I would be posting personal as well as business stuff on the blog...Well here ya go. :) A personal entry. And it's gonna get sappy so bear with me. This past weekend I had the honor of taking some pics at an event held by the Community Crohns Foundation. One of my brother's best friends Ryan started this foundation after being diagnosed with the disease and he truly puts his heart and soul into it. Okay...so a little backstory. Most of you know that my brother Dave passed away a little over a year ago. Well, Ryan and his fiancee Sara have been an absolute godsend for me over this past year. Not only have they laughed with me, cried with me, reminisced with me but they have done everything that they could possibly do to help me get my business up and running. They have given me referral after referral, talked me up to friends and co-workers, and even promised me that I have dibs on their first baby's newborn pics. So needless to say, when Ryan asked me to take some pics at this event, I jumped at the opportunity to help in any way that I could. I posted a couple on facebook but wanted to share a few more here:) Ryan and Sara....I seriously hate sappiness...you know this. BUT...I hope that you two know that without you guys, this year would have been nearly unbearable. I do believe that everything happens for a reason and I would give ANYTHING to have Dave back again but what an amazing friendship that has come out of a devastating loss. I can't help but think that Dave is up there right now thinking "cheeeeeeeeeeeessssssy!!!!" or "ya corny!"

I seriously chuckle every time I look at this one......It's like Sara is rushing to him with a beer after a long, hard day on the course....hahahahha

And if you look closely at this one..you can see that Sara and Ryan's dad are levitating. But the most impressive part of the photo is that not one drop of Sara's beer spilled.

AND...the winning team with Ryan. (Make no mistake....Ryan was NOT on the winning team...Just handing out the trophies.) Just sayin. :)

Thanks again Ryan and Sara for letting me be a part of this amazing day:) Can't wait to drink beer...I mean... take pics again next year!

Oh and by the way! How cute is the new blog layout!! Thanks to Kassie from Designs by Kassie for hooking me up with this super cute design:) You can grab her info from my sidebar. She is super sweet and easy to work with and most importantly, affordable!!! :) Gotta love it. I will definitely be using her skillz again:)
The good news is...Now that the new blog is finally, finally complete, I can focus on actually blogging instead of trying to design it. I hope to have another sneak peek up tonight for a family session I did over the weekend! On tap for tonight, a session with a 3 month old sweetie pie:) Stay tuned:)Sheilahttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-10328534317242590012010-07-31T23:59:00.006-04:002010-08-01T00:15:55.298-04:00The 'S' Family | Blogged | Cincinnati Family PhotographerWhat??!! Another blog entry! I know, right? I'm on a roll. So, I still hate my blog layout but good news!! It's getting a makeover as we speak! Not sure how long the transformation will take but I promise it will be waaaayyy better...How do I know? Because I'm not the one doing it!!! I am so not web savvy..so I enlisted the help of a great designer to help me:)
So any ol' way...This week I had the opportunity to see an old friend from high school and meet her sweet family. Julie is one of those girls that never ages....You know the ones....You would love to hate her because she still looks EXACTLY the same as she did in high school, but she is so stinkin genuinely sweet that you can't help but love her. Here are just a few from our session:)

I love love love the light in this one...

and I love that it was these 2 clowns idea to wear the sunglasses...love.it.

Hope everyone is having a fantabulous weekend so far!!Sheilahttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-3767208897906067002.post-8768584339972898152010-07-21T00:15:00.005-04:002010-07-21T00:39:42.319-04:00A New HomeFor me and my photoblog this week! So if you were a follower of my previous blog...C'mon over to this one! So my website and blog are a work in progress but I wanted to at least do a test post to make sure that everything was somewhat presentable. I so do not love my blog....or my website for that matter..but I figure what the heck...It's all a work in progress and I can tweak as I go.
So the past few weeks have been ridiculously busy around here. We are finally moving back to Cincy after nearly 6 years out here in the Hoosier State. I can't decide if I'm excited or sad. BUT...I'm going to use the move as my excuse for why I haven't blogged any sessions lately. I.AM.A.SLACKER. Ok..not really. Really I have been working my butt off behind the scenes trying to get this business up and running. Soooo......this blog is where I will now be posting sneak peeks from my sessions. Seriously, I will. I will probably also bore you from time to time with personal stuff as well because you all know that I wear my heart on my sleeve and have a hard time keepin stuff to myself!!! :)
So..since it's late and this is about the hundredth night in a row that I've been up past midnight working..I will keep it short and sweet. I won't bore you with a bunch of personal stuff but wanted to share a few from a session I did this weekend for some family friends. Enjoy:)

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Yuma Sun
February 5, 2008
The planned oil refinery in eastern Yuma County
is on the move to avoid being held up by an ongoing lawsuit.
The refinery, a project by Arizona Clean Fuels Yuma,
will be built on an alternate site about two miles east of the original.
It is approximately 45 miles east of the city of Yuma near Mohawk
Valley, extends from about Avenue 48E to just past Avenue 49E from
east to west, and is bounded by County 6th Street and the railroad
tracks from north to south.
It had been slotted as an alternate site by Arizona
Clean Fuels during its study of the area. Executives announced the
move last Thursday.
Part of this site is privately deeded land, and
another portion comes from buying up an existing lease on state
land, according Arizona Clean Fuels CEO Glenn McGinnis.
This move was prompted by a litigation battle the
Quechan Tribe is pursuing over 39,000 acres of land in eastern Yuma
County. The refinery site is on a portion of that land.
The lawsuit is ongoing but could take months, or
years, to reach a resolution. McGinnis said they did not want the
"legal uncertainty" to stall the project.
He added that the lawsuit has already delayed the
refinery by about nine months from the original timeline.
Arizona Clean Fuels will have to apply for county
permits again for the new land site and get its environmental permit
reissued from the Arizona Department of Environmental Quality.
McGinnis said he has already spoken with ADEQ officials
and expects to have the permit reissued by the middle of this year.
He spoke to the Yuma County Board of Supervisors Monday morning
to update them on the move.
"We're running a lot of things in parallel
to minimize the impact," McGinnis said.
He said they expect to start construction on the
refinery by 2009 and have a tentative completion date of 2012.
Board of Supervisors Chairman Greg Ferguson said
he wished the project success despite the hurdles Arizona Clean
Fuels had faced.
"I wish them the best of luck. It seems like
they have one obstacle after another," Ferguson said.
He said he was not sure how long it would take the
company to obtain new permits through the county. He said a minor
zoning amendment could be done within a month or two, but major
changes could drag out until the end of the year.
"If they get the new parcel, they'll have to
check the zoning and they did say in their presentation they were
going to require an amendment," Ferguson said. "Even though
it is just three miles away, it's a totally different piece of land."
The refinery project would produce 150,000 barrels
of gasoline, diesel and jet fuels per day, according to Arizona
Clean Fuels. The overall project is projected to cost $3.7 billion.
After startup, the company projects it will need 600-650 employees
and contractors to staff it.
McGinnis said this refinery is particularly important
because existing West Coast refineries have reached capacity and
probably will not be expanded. This refinery, he said, would be
key to meeting the West's increased demand for fuel without reliance
on foreign imports.
He said the company would seek to minimize the impact
on the environment. "This will be the cleanest refinery ever
The lawsuit that are causing the move has been in
the federal courts for almost a year.
In March 2007, the Quechan Tribe sued to stop the
transfer of 39,000 acres of land from the U.S. Department of the
Interior's Bureau of Reclamation to the Wellton-Mohawk Irrigation
and Drainage District.
Neither the new site nor the old one are on the
Quechan reservation. However, according to previous reports in The
Sun, the Quechans alleged the Bureau of Reclamation violated the
Wellton-Mohawk Transfer Act by transferring land for the development
of an oil refinery.
They charged that the defendants failed to properly
address the impact of future uses of the land such as the refinery
and violated the National Environmental Policy Act and National
Historic Preservation Act.
Calls from The Sun to Quechan tribal officials for
comment Monday were not returned.
A federal judge in the U.S. District Court in Arizona
denied the tribe's lawsuit in June, but the Quechans have appealed
to the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Ninth Circuit in San Francisco.
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If Queensland's confidence levels and wells of self-belief have been topped up even further heading into Origin game two, there's one very compelling reason. He answers to "Greg Inglis".
Even in a side featuring any number of out-and-out stars and one future Immortal, Inglis retains a degree of mystique and reverence among his peers. He is capable of very special things on a football field and sadly for New South Wales, more often than not he reserves them for State of Origin.
The Queenslanders had every faith in Willie Tonga and Dane Nielsen in game one and that makeshift centre pairing served them well. Tonga even played through the pain of a serious shoulder injury that has resulted in an eight-week spell on the sidelines.
But the returning Inglis, who missed game one with a hip injury, has the Queensland camp buzzing when they could have easily been rattled by their late jailbreak to open the series.
That was an undoubted wake-up call. Now with Inglis back on duty and seemingly ready to rumble, it's NSW who again find themselves on the back foot.
Inglis has had limited preparation with club side Souths but says he is feeling fit and ready to fire with no rust or soreness. In any case, Inglis has endured slow club form before and managed to turn Origin into his own private playground.
"I feel fine. Monday morning, I felt terrific. Getting the phone call on Monday afternoon was terrific," said Inglis, who had a precautionary scan on his hip after his return for the Rabbitohs but was given the all clear to suit up for the Maroons.
Inglis travelled to Brisbane to take in the opener and professed to be feeling more nervous than if he was playing when he watched the team prepare for game one at Suncorp Stadium.
"I was very proud. I was more nervous for them than I have been before any game. The boys were starting to get ready and I had butterflies and felt like I wanted to spew up. That's the most nervous I've ever been and I wasn't even playing," he said.
Inglis has a habit of making things personal in Origin, with Beau Scott the unlucky recipient last year when the pair butted heads all night in game two of the series in Brisbane.
Inglis will most likely be facing old sparring partner Mark Gasnier next week but could be motivated to provide a baptism of fire for young Blues debutant Will Hopoate should they meet in the middle. Hopoate is a Blues brother on a mission from God and he may need the help if Inglis gets him in his crosshairs.
Inglis and his coach Mal Meninga both played down any thought of giving Hopoate any extra attention, saying he was a capable youngster who had earned his spot through impressive form with the Sea Eagles.
It may be damning him with faint praise but at least at this early stage of preparations, the respect seemed genuine.
"Congratulations to the kid. I think he'll handle the pressure very well. It's pretty hard to try and target players in different positions. I think he'll handle it very well," Inglis said.
Queensland vice-captain and former teammate at the Storm, Cameron Smith, said the return of Inglis had a spring in the step of a Maroons outfit that Meninga has reminded in no uncertain terms it must improve some sloppy elements of the game one win.
Smith said the ability of Inglis to thrive in Origin had him wondering exactly how good he can be. He is of the firm belief that a player of the stature of Inglis is a worthy parry to the offensive flair of Jarryd Hayne, back for the Blues after missing game one in controversial fashion.
"He's just a special player that has that other gear that a lot of players don't have. He really excels at this level. Our team's full of very good players that play consistently well ever week. But Greg's different to everyone else," Smith said.
"Maybe he's in second gear playing club footy. I don't know how good he can be. I'm not sure anybody knows how good he can be. He seems to be able to find another level in a Maroon jersey. We're hoping he can do that this week."
Like a good thoroughbred, Smith says Inglis needs the perfect preparation to have him at his peak for game day.
"Hopefully he has a really good preparation. I know when he prepares well and he's ready to go, he plays well. I think Big Mal will have him fired up for this one," he said.
There's one other good reason Queensland couldn't wait to welcome back Inglis. Since making his debut in 2006, the Maroons haven't lost a series.


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The Canadian dollar is showing evidence of stalling after its recent rally against its U.S. counterpart. Helping drive the initial rally, however, was the upside swing in gold and the medium term bullish climb in oil. These commodities are highly correlated with the Canadian dollar, so for forex traders invested in this currency, it is also important to pay special attention to the SPDR Gold Trust ETF (NYSEARCA:GLD), and the United States Oil Fund LP ETF (NYSEARCA:USO) when anticipating future moves in the currency.
In addition to these supportive correlations, the Canadian dollar was helped higher by dovish comments from the U.S. Federal Reserve. With the high trading liquidity that is seen between the U.S. and Canadian dollars, bullish activity in one currency tends to weigh on the other. As a proxy for this, traders should remain cognizant of activity in the PowerShares DB U.S. Dollar Index Bullish (NYSEARCA:UUP). Last week's comments from Ben Bernanke suggested that the Fed is willing and able to continue pumping monetary stimulus into the economy -- even if we see improvements in regional economic data. So, when we take this in combination with the favorable moves in commodities, the bullish outlook for the Canadian dollar starts to build.
On the negative side, however, we do have weaker manufacturing data out of China, along with downward expectations in annual GDP figures and import/export numbers. Given Canada's massive trade relationship with China, this is one area that should be watched for those considering long positions in the CurrencyShares Canadian dollar Trust (NYSEARCA:FXC), which tracks the value of the currency. Looking ahead, we will have the latest interest rate statement from the Bank of Canada, which will be the first decision after new central bank Governor Stephen Poloz was appointed (Mark Carney in June).
Canadian dollar traders will also need to monitor market activity in bond yields, as weakness into the end of last week was propelled in part by the relative yield advantages of the 10-year note in the U.S. (12 basis points), as this currently shows a marked difference with numbers seen at the beginning of the month (19 basis points). This latter figure was the largest difference since 2011, so there is some potential here for volatility in the Canadian dollar to increase based on how markets move next in these areas. Yields on a global scale have been on the rise, while in Canada yields are moving in the opposite direction, so this could easily have long-term implications for the currency.
Chart Perspective
The Canadian dollar is looking vulnerable if further weakness in seen, and a loss of 93.95 in FXC will start to accelerate losses. The ETF is still a buy at current levels but risk should be kept tight, using modest upside targets. If we see a downside break of 93.95 in FXC, the next target can be seen with a test of support at 91.80.
Prices in GLD could see small increases in the short term (a supportive element for the Canadian dollar), but further upside here is limited as well and breaks of support at 120 darkens the outlook. In GLD, medium term upside is capped in the 130 region, so any approaches here should be viewed with caution.
Oil is Canada's largest export, so the medium term bull run in the commodity is one of its most supportive elements for the currency. Currently, oil is trading firmly above the previous resistance at 100.50, so we would need to see a break back below these levels (through resistance turned support) in order to alter the bias for the commodity. To the topside, we don't have any real resistance in oil prices until the 110.30 area, so there is very little limiting the prospects for at least a slow drift into this region before real downside pressure starts to emerge.
Disclosure: I have no positions in any stocks mentioned, and no plans to initiate any positions within the next 72 hours. I wrote this article myself, and it expresses my own opinions. I am not receiving compensation for it (other than from Seeking Alpha). I have no business relationship with any company whose stock is mentioned in this article.


text: Hello, This problem has been annoying me for days and I can't see the solution. There is probably a standard solution, but unfortunately I am ignorant of CS-algorithms. I have a NSTreeController with coredata providing the data. I can have nodes (folder) and leafs (children). When I select a folder, but none of its children, I want to delete all the children and the folder. If I select a folder and some of the children, I want to delete the selected children, but not the folder. If I select children, but not the parent folder, I want to delete only the children. The selection can be any combination. One version of semi-working code I came up with is below. The only problem in behaviour is that when a few children and the parent are selected, the parent still gets deleted. Yes, it looks ugly. Code: -(void) removeManagedObjects:(NSArray *)items { NSMutableArray *toBeDeleted = [[NSMutableArray alloc] init]; //keep items around until it's clear what needs to be deleted NSMutableArray *originals = [items mutableCopy]; while ([originals count] > 0) { id node = [originals objectAtIndex:0]; if ([node isFolder]){ NSArray *allChildren = [[node mutableSetValueForKeyPath:@"children"] allObjects]; //are any of items selected a child of node? NSMutableArray *selectedChildren = [[NSMutableArray alloc] init]; for (id possibleChild in originals) { if ([possibleChild isChildOf:node]) { [selectedChildren addObject:possibleChild]; } } if (([selectedChildren count] > 0) & ([selectedChildren count] < [allChildren count])){ //some children are selected. Delete those, but keep the parent around to keep the tree structure intact [toBeDeleted removeObjectsInArray:selectedChildren]; [originals removeObjectsInArray:selectedChildren]; //children will be deleted, no need to evaluate them separately [self removeManagedObjects:selectedChildren]; //get rid of children (recursive) [originals removeObject:node]; //node has been evaluated, remove for future evaluation, but keep around for the tree integrity } else { //zero children of folder are selected. Delete all, including the parent. [self removeManagedObjects:allChildren]; [originals removeObject:node]; //node has been evaluated, remove for future evaluation [toBeDeleted addObject:node]; //parent is no longer needed } [selectedChildren release]; } else { BOOL foundparent = NO; //is this node a child of another selected node, or is it stand alone? for (id possibleParent in originals) { if ([node isChildOf:possibleParent]) { foundparent = YES; } } [originals removeObject:node]; if (!foundparent) { [toBeDeleted addObject:node]; //node has been evaluated, is not a child of another selected node. remove for future evaluation } else { [originals addObject:node]; //node has been evaluated, keep around until it gets deleted together with the parent } } } for (id node in toBeDeleted) { [[self managedObjectContext] deleteObject:node]; } [toBeDeleted release]; [[self managedObjectContext] processPendingChanges]; }


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Blonde on the Inside
On January 11, 2007, I, NG, dyed my naturally blonde hair dark brown. I thought it would be a fun change of pace, and possibly even a smart move. I had always entertained the thought of becoming a brunette for a little while. I figured, what better time than now. I would be going somewhere where no one knew me, and had no idea what I was supposed to look like. If I was going to do it, now seemed like the perfect time. Not to mention, I was about to move to the Middle East, where I thought being a blonde may possibly pose a problem for me. So on January 11, I went to Riley, my hair stylist, and told her I wanted a "light brown, maybe with a tinge of copper for kicks." Turns out my hair loves red hair dye, and soaked up every ounce of that "tinge of copper," and turned my hair purple. Uh huh, PURPLE. That was not exactly what I had asked for. Now at this point, Riley is freaking out a little bit, and trying to figure out how to rectify this hot mess on my head. She decides that in order to counteract the red (purple) we must go darker. I leave her chair that day with very dark red/brown hair. Not exactly what I had in mind, but what's done is done. I basically look like a freak, and my dear sweet friends all tell me it looks good. It looks bad and I know it, but what can I do? Thankfully, the blonde in me is a fighter, and that dye faded significantly in the first week. By the time I actually left for Turkey, it was a much more manageable hue. That's not to say that I liked it, but it was a marvelous improvement. I was determined to deal with it, and stay a brunette, until the end of my six month adventure abroad. However, I increasingly began to hate my hair, and for the life of me could not get used to the reflection I saw in the mirror. Furthermore, I own one too many pieces of bright pink clothing, which goes great with blonde hair...but not so much with brown/ red. One of the reasons I dyed it dark in the first place was so I would not stick out so much in Turkey. However, it really made no difference at all. People stared at me all the time, and it had nothing to do with my hair. I know this sounds ridicules, I mean it is just hair, who gives a shit? It matters! Try dying your hair some freak ass color, and see how you feel. Now like I said, the shit faded fast. I kept telling myself to hang in there, that it would be at that "light brown" stage soon at this rate. The problem was that because of all that red dye in there, it was not fading into a nice light brown…..it was fading into fucking pink. PINK HAIR! Not ok. I was constantly thinking about dying it back blonde, but was a. Worried about the language/ style barrier that was definitely present in Turkey and 2. Really wanting to just stick it out.
I could not do this, and on March 9, 2007, just two months later, I dyed my shit back blonde. Problem solved, right? Uhm….not so fast. Let me remind you that I was in Turkey, and despite having a fluent Turkish speaker with me at the salon, the fab five Turkish men stylists had a vision of their own. That is right, they completely and totally disregarded the instructions they had been given regarding my hair. Not only did I walk out of there with the trailer trashiest shade of blonde on my head, but also with BANGS!! I have never in my life had bangs, nor have I ever even thought for .5 seconds that I wanted them or that they would look good on me. Fuckers gave me bangs! And some crackpot beauty school dropout haircut. I looked like I was wearing a bad wig. And thanks to the bleach, my hair felt like straw.
Again, what could I do? Hair is hair, it grows back….and like I said, no one in Turkey knew what I was supposed to look like. I mean by now, I was probably already known as the chick with the weird pink hair, might as well live up to the nickname. I was so traumatized with my experience with the mulleted mafia that I refused to let anyone else in Turkey touch my hair. It grew out, and the bleach job also began to fade. By the end of May, I could pull it back in a ponytail and pretend that it wasn't so bad after all. When I got back to California, I immediately went in to see Riley, begging her to fix my train wreck hair-did. She did, thank the lord! After making fun of the ugly and uneven hair cut I came in with (and reassuring me that the bleach did not ruin my hair after all), she gave me the haircut I had wanted all along! I will never again underestimate the importance of not having fucked up hair. Unfortunately the entire time I was abroad, my hair looked like shit, and I have about 2,000 pictures to help me remember that. However, now my shit is more or less back to normal, and I will never ever ever mess with it again. Not even if I move permanently to Saudi Arabia.


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National Treasure Blu-ray orders spike at Amazon
Published: March 23, 2008 8:26 AM PDT
Advanced orders for National Treasure 1 & 2 combo pack on Blu-ray spiked at Amazon.com on Sat. upon availability at the retailer.
National Treasure 1 & 2 held a 800 percent spike in sales to rank as the No. 8 product in the Movies and TV division on Thurs.
The two-pack is selling for $39.99, below a list price of $69.98.
Warner Bros. I Am Legend Blu-ray disc ranked as the No. 1 top DVD seller at Amazon this week after a discount to $18.95.
Retailers this month are offering sale incentives to drive the Blu-ray disc format to customers.
Amazon.com this month fired a new Blu-ray disc sale that discounted titles up to 47 percent.
Titles in the new sale include Casino Royale, First Blood, Curse of the Golden Flower, Transporter 2, and A Knight's Tale.
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Romney: Detroit 'must be the Motor City of the World'
DETROIT – Introduced as a homegrown "car guy," Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney crafted an optimistic message for a business crowd of about 1,200 Friday.
And Romney said the auto industry will help lead the country out of the recession.
"Detroit should not just be the Motor City of America," he said. "It must be the Motor City of the world, and I want to make sure that happens."
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Romney criticized the United Auto Workers, who protested outside Ford Field, for asking for too much for too many years, auto management that gave away too much and a government that put burdensome regulations on the industry in the form of fuel-efficiency standards.
"The result was a cost-penalty per vehicle of about $2,000. Even the best designers and engineers could not overcome that kind of cost disadvantage," he said.
Romney reiterated his tax policy plan, announced earlier this week in Arizona, but didn't add any more details.
The plan includes a 20% cut in individual income taxes, a reduction of the corporate tax from 35% to 25% and the elimination of some tax credits and deductions for higher income individuals. He also would raise the retirement age for people to qualify for Social Security and create a voucher system for Medicare so people could choose from private or federal insurance.
"Starting in 2022, new retirees will participate in this new system. We will gradually increase the Medicare eligibility age by one month each year. In the long run, the eligibility ages for both programs will be indexed to longevity so that they increase only as fast as life expectancy," he said.
Romney said the changes will put more money in the hands of individuals and businesses, allowing them to invest more, create more jobs and put people back to work.
"This is a plan to get America back on track," Romney said.
The speech comes at a time when Romney is creeping back up in statewide polls, showing a lead in two surveys taken since a debate between the four top Republican candidates Wednesday.
The state is a critical must-win for Romney, said state Sen. Randy Richardville, a Republican from Monroe, Mich., who is a co-chairman of Romney's campaign in the state.
"He can get past it if he doesn't win," Richardville said. "But the rest of the country will be watching Michigan. This is his hometown."
Sandy Mull, president of the South Wayne County regional chamber of commerce, said she wants to make sure to see the candidates in person and avoid the "ugly" television commercials.
"You get to a place where you don't want to listen to them anymore," she said. "I wanted to get some real feeling for Romney because you can't trust what you hear on TV."
When asked if he were the best candidate in the race, Romney replied, "I think I'm the only chance to beat President Obama."
He said former House speaker Newt Gingrich and former Pennsylvania senator Rick Santorum are creatures of Washington, and that's not what the nation needs right now.
"I have the credibility on the economy. The best and the only chance we have to get Obama out of the White House is if we nominate someone whose career isn't politics," he said. "And that's what I represent."
This is the first presidential election Cameron Schea, chief executive of Silverback Moving in Rochester Hills, Mich., is voting in. But before he heard Romney's speech, he didn't know who he'd vote for.
"I feel a great deal of hope," the 20-year-old Birmingham, Mich., resident said. "As a small-business owner, I'm excited about his policies."
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Frustrated Western Sydney Wanderers boss Tony Popovic believes his side threw away victory against the Newcastle Jets at Hunter Stadium on Saturday night.
Leading 2-1 going into injury time, a frenetic late push from the Jets ended with Adam Taggart tapping home from close range, denying the visitors all three points.
After clawing their way in front following Taggart's first-half opener, Popovic was left disappointed at seeing his players failing to hang on in the final minutes.
"It's always tough to take when you concede so late and it was scrappy goal. We had a few chances to clear the ball but we didn't," he said. "They kept it in there, the ball bounced around a bit and fell to a player who was in the right spot and scored. It was disappointing to concede so late."
Popovic said the Jets were outplayed for the majority of the night and only looked threatening as the minutes ticked away.
"It was two teams working extremely hard and we started very well in the game, but then they scored a wonder goal," he said. "They gained some confidence and they lifted, so it was good for us to get a goal right before half-time. They were two very nice goals in the first half but you could see in the second half there was only one team that I felt was going to win the game.
"They sat back and tried to get us on the break. It was only in the last five minutes that we were under pressure and we weren't good enough to hold out."
For the first time since the start of the season, Popovic decided to keep the same starting side for a second straight week, ending the rotation policy that has divided opinion across the football landscape.
Asked if he would keep the same side for a third straight week, Popovic was circumspect, admitting returning players could force his hand.
"First we'll have a look at how the players are after the game, how they recover and if there's any injuries," he said. "Hopefully we'll get a few more bodies back for selection. We're hoping to have Mateo [Poljak], Jerome [Polenz] and Iacopo [La Rocca] back this week. That's good, because the squad's getting healthier and the more choices we have, the better."
While new Newcastle coach Clayton Zane was delighted at seeing his team pinch a late equaliser, he wasn't so thrilled at seeing Joel Griffiths sent off after the full-time whistle.
Griffiths, in his first game for Newcastle since 2010, believed a last-second attack should have been permitted by referee Ben Williams. Taggart was clear on goal before being body-checked by Wanderers' keeper Ante Covic, who would have earned a red card.
However, Williams had already ended the match, and took umbrage to Griffiths' objections, promptly sending him off.
"If that's the case that the ref blew his whistle before that action occurred, then I guess we have to abide by the rules of the game," Zane said. "It's a tough one to swallow because I thought we were always a threat on the counter-attack tonight. It would have been great to have seen what would have been the last action. But there were other ebbs and flows in the match that could have decided it. You can't always rely on one moment to be enough."
Zane told the media after the game that Griffiths felt hard done by and the club would consider appealing.
"I spoke to him after the game and he said he was in dialogue [with the referee] and he didn't think it was a red card," he said. "Obviously a lot of players didn't know the situation and maybe that could have been handled a little bit differently. I didn't even know on the bench it was over due to the crowd noise. The club might want to appeal that, based on some leniency from common sense."


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At the very top of the winding footpath cut deeply into the sandstone side of the East Cliff Hill at Hastings, a wooden seat, set a little back from the road, invites the panting climber to rest for five minutes after his steep ascent from the primitive fisher village of Old Hastings, which nestles warmly in the narrow sun-smitten gulley at his feet. On this seat, one bright July morning, Herbert Le Breton lay at half length, basking in the brilliant open sunshine and evidently waiting for somebody whom he expected to arrive by the side path from the All Saints' Valley. Even the old coastguardsman, plodding his daily round over to Ecclesbourne, noticed the obvious expectation implied in his attentive attitude, and ventured to remark, in his cheery familiar fashion, 'She won't be long a-comin' now, sir, you may depend upon it: the gals is sure to be out early of a fine mornin' like this 'ere.' Herbert stuck his double eye-glass gingerly upon the tip of his nose, and surveyed the bluff old sailor through it with a stony British stare of mingled surprise and indignation, which drove the poor man hastily off, with a few muttered observations about some people being so confounded stuck up that they didn't even understand the point of a little good-natured seafarin' banter.
As the coastguardsman disappeared round the corner of the flagstaff, a young girl came suddenly into sight by the jutting edge of sandstone bluff near the High Wickham; and Herbert, jumping up at once from his reclining posture, raised his bat to her with stately politeness, and moved forward in his courtly graceful manner to meet her as she approached. 'Well, Selah,' he said, taking her hand a little warmly (judged at least by Herbert Le Breton's usual standard), 'so you've come at last! I've been waiting here for you for fully half an hour. You see, I've come down to Hastings again as I promised, the very first moment I could possibly get away from my pressing duties at Oxford.'
The girl withdrew her hand from his, blushing deeply, but looking into his face with evident pleasure and admiration. She was tall and handsome, with a certain dashing air of queenliness about her, too; and she was dressed in a brave, outspoken sort of finery, which, though cheap enough in its way, was neither common nor wholly wanting in a touch of native good taste and even bold refinement of contrast and harmony. 'It's very kind of you to come, Mr. Walters,' she answered in a firm but delicate voice. 'I'm so sorry I've kept you waiting. I got your letter, and tried to come in time; but father he's been more aggravating than usual, almost, this morning, and kept saying he'd like to know what on earth a young woman could want to go out walking for, instead of stopping at home at her work and minding her Bible like a proper Christian. In his time young women usen't to be allowed to go walking except on Sundays, and then only to chapel or Bible class. So I've not been able to get away till this very minute, with all this bundle of tracts, too, to give to the excursionists on the way. Father feels a most incomprehensible interest, somehow, in the future happiness of the Sunday excursionists.'
'I wish he'd feel a little more interest in the present happiness of his own daughter,' Herbert said smiling. 'But it hasn't mattered your keeping me waiting here, Selah. Of course I'd have enjoyed it all far better in your society--I don't think I need tell you that now, dear--but the sunshine, and the sea breeze, and the song of the larks, and the plash of the waves below, and the shouts of the fishermen down there on the beach mending their nets and putting out their smacks, have all been so delightful after our humdrum round of daily life at Oxford, that I only wanted your presence here to make it all into a perfect paradise.--Why, Selah, how pretty you look in that sweet print! It suits your complexion admirably. I never saw you wear anything before so perfectly becoming.'
Selah drew herself up with the conscious pride of an unaffected pretty girl. 'I'm so glad you think so, Mr. Walters,' she said, playing nervously with the handle of her dark-blue parasol. 'You always say such very flattering things.'
'No, not flattering,' Herbert answered, smiling; 'not flattering, Selah, simply truthful. You always extort the truth from me with your sweet face, Selah. Nobody can look at it and not forget the stupid conventions of ordinary society. But please, dear, don't call me Mr. Walters. Call me Herbert. You always do, you know, when you write to me.'
'But it's so much harder to do it to your face, Mr. Walters,' Selah said, again blushing. 'Every time you go away I say to myself, "I shall call him Herbert as soon as ever he comes back again;" and every time you come back, I feel too much afraid of you, the moment I see you, ever to do it. And yet of course I ought to, you know, for when we're married, why, naturally, then I shall have to learn to call you Herbert, shan't I?'
'You will, I suppose,' Herbert answered, rather chillily: 'but that subject is one upon which we shall be able to form a better opinion when the time comes for actually deciding it. Meanwhile, I want you to call me Herbert, if you please, as a personal favour and a mark of confidence. Suppose I were to go on calling you Miss Briggs all the time! a pretty sort of thing that would be! what inference would you draw as to the depth of my affection? Well, now, Selah, how have these dreadful home authorities of yours been treating you, my dear girl, all the time since I last saw you?'
'Much the same as usual, Mr. Walters--Herbert, I mean,' Selah answered, hastily correcting herself. 'The regular round. Prayers; clean the shop; breakfast, with a chapter; serve in the shop all morning; dinner, with a chapter; serve in the shop all afternoon; tea, with a chapter; prayer meeting in the evening; supper, with a chapter; exhortation; and go to bed, sick of it all, to get up next morning and repeat the entire performance da capo, as they always say in the music to the hymn-books. Occasional relaxations,--Sunday at chapel three times, and Wednesday evening Bible class; mothers' assembly, Dorcas society, missionary meeting, lecture on the Holy Land, dissolving views of Jerusalem, and Primitive Methodist district conference in the Mahanaim Jubilee meeting hall. Salvation privileges every day and all the year round, till I'm ready to drop with it, and begin to wish I'd only been lucky enough to have been born one of those happy benighted little pagans in a heathen land where they don't know the value of the precious Sabbath, and haven't yet been taught to build Primitive Methodist district chapels for crushing the lives out of their sons and daughters!'
Herbert smiled a gentle smile of calm superiority at this vehement outburst of natural irreligion. 'You must certainly be bored to death with it all, Selah,' he said, laughingly. 'What a funny sort of creed it really is, after all, for rational beings! Who on earth could believe that the religion these people use to render your life so absolutely miserable is meant for the same thing as the one that makes my poor dear brother Ronald so perfectly and inexpressibly serene and happy? The formalism of lower natures, like your father's, has turned it into a machine for crushing all the spontaneity out of your existence. What a regime for a high-spirited girl like you to be compelled to live under, Selah!'
'It is, it is!' Selah answered, vehemently. 'I wish you could only see the way father goes on at me all the time about chapel, and so on, Mr. Wal--Herbert, I mean. You wouldn't wonder, if you were to hear him, at my being anxious for the time to come when you can leave Oxford and we can get comfortably married. What between the drudgery of the shop and the drudgery of the chapel my life's positively getting almost worn out of me.'
Herbert took her hand in his, quietly. It was not a very small hand, but it was prettily, though cheaply, gloved, and the plain silver bracelet that encircled the wrist, though simple and inexpensive, was not wanting in rough tastefulness. 'You're a bad philosopher, Selah,' he said, turning with her along the path towards Ecclesbourne; 'you're always anxious to hurry on too fast the lagging wheels of an unknown future. After all, how do you know whether we should be any the happier if we were really and truly married? Don't you know what Swinburne says, in "Dolores"--you've read it in the Poems and Ballads I gave you--
Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives, And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives?'
'I've read it,' Selah answered, carelessly, 'and I thought it all very pretty. Of course Swinburne always is very pretty: but I'm sure I never try to discover what on earth he means by it. I suppose father would say I don't read him tearfully and prayerfully--at any rate, I'm quite sure I never understand what he's driving at.'
'And yet he's worth understanding,' Herbert answered in his clear musical voice--'well worth understanding, Selah, especially for you, dearest. If, in imitation of obsolete fashions, you wished to read a few verses of some improving volume every night and morning, as a sort of becoming religious exercise in the elements of self-culture, I don't know that I could recommend you a better book to begin upon than the Poems and Ballads. Don't you see the moral of those four lines I've just quoted to you? Why should we wish to change from anything so free and delightful and poetical as lovers into anything so fettered, and commonplace, and prosaic, and banal, as wives and husbands? Why should we wish to give up the fanciful paradise of fluttering hope and expectation for the dreary reality of housekeeping and cold mutton on Mondays? Why should we not be satisfied with the real pleasure of the passing moment, without for ever torturing our souls about the imaginary but delusive pleasure of the unrealisable, impossible future?'
'But we must get married some time or other, Herbert,' Selah said, turning her big eyes full upon him with a doubtful look of interrogation. 'We can't go on courting in this way for ever and ever, without coming to any definite conclusion. We must get married by-and-by, now mustn't we?'
'Je n'en vois pas la necessite, moi,' Herbert answered with just a trace of cynicism in his curling lip. 'I don't see any must about it, that is to say, in English, Selah. The fact is, you see, I'm above all things a philosopher; you're a philosopher, too, but only an instinctive one, and I want to make your instinctive philosophy assume a rather more rational and extrinsic shape. Why should we really be in any hurry to go and get married? Do the actual married people of our acquaintance, as a matter of fact, seem so very much more ethereally happy--with their eight children to be washed and dressed and schooled daily, for example--than the lovers, like you and me, who walk arm-in-arm out here in the sunshine, and haven't yet got over their delicious first illusions? Depend upon it, the longer you can keep your illusions the better. You haven't read Aristotle in all probability; but as Aristotle would put it, it isn't the end that is anything in love-making, it's the energy, the active pursuit, the momentary enjoyment of it. I suppose we shall have to get married some day, Selah, though I don't know when; but I confess to you I don't look forward to the day quite so rapturously as you do. Shall we feel more the thrill of possession, do you think, than I feel it now when I hold your hand in mine, so, and catch the beating of your pulse in your veins, even through the fingers of your pretty little glove? Shall we look deeper into one another's eyes and hearts than I look now into the very inmost depths of yours? Shall we drink in more fully the essence of love than when I touch your lips here--one moment, Selah, the gorse is very deep here--now don't be foolish--ah, there, what's the use of philosophising, tell me, by the side of that? Come over here to the bench, Selah, by the edge of the cliff; look down yonder into Ecclesbourne glen; hear the waves dashing on the shore below, and your own heart beating against your bosom within--and then ask yourself what's the good of living in any moment, in any moment but the present.'
Selah turned her great eyes admiringly upon him once more. 'Oh, Herbert,' she said, looking at him with a clever uneducated girl's unfeigned and undisguised admiration for any cultivated gentleman who takes the trouble to draw out her higher self. 'Oh, Herbert, how can you talk so beautifully to me, and then ask me why it is I'm longing for the day to come when I can be really and truly married to you? Do you think I don't feel the difference between spending my life with such a man as you, and spending it for years and years together with a ranting, canting Primitive Methodist?'
Herbert smiled to himself a quiet, unobtrusive, self-satisfied smile. 'She appreciates me,' he thought silently in his own heart, 'she appreciates me at my true worth; and, after all, that's a great thing. Well, Selah,' he went on aloud, toying unreproved with her pretty little silver bracelet, 'let us be practical. You belong to a business family and you know the necessity for being practical. There's a great deal to be said in favour of my hanging on at Oxford a little longer. I must get a situation somewhere else as soon as possible, in which I can get married; but I can't give up my fellowship without having found something else to do which would enable me to put my wife in the position I should like her to occupy.'
'A very small income would do for me, with you, Herbert,' Selah put in eagerly. 'You see, I've been brought up economically enough, heaven knows, and I could live extremely well on very little.'
'But I could not, Selah,' Herbert answered, in his colder tone. 'Pardon me, but I could not. I've been accustomed to a certain amount of comfort, not to say luxury, which I couldn't readily do without. And then, you know, dear,' he added, seeing a certain cloud gathering dimly on Selah's forehead, 'I want to make my wife a real lady.'
Selah looked at him tenderly, and gave the hand she hold in hers a faint pressure. And then Herbert began to talk about the waves, and the cliffs, and the sun, and the great red sails, and to quote Shelley and Swinburne; and the conversation glided off into more ordinary everyday topics.
They sat for a couple of hours together on the edge of the cliff, talking to one another about such and other subjects, till, at last, Selah asked the time, hurriedly, and declared she must go off at once, or father'd be in a tearing passion. Herbert walked back with her through the green lanes in the golden mass of gorse, till he reached the brow of the hill by the fisher village. Then Selah said lightly, 'Not any nearer, Herbert--you see I can say Herbert quite naturally now--the neighbours will go talking about it if they see me standing here with a strange gentleman. Good-bye, good-bye, till Friday.' Herbert held her face up to his in his hands, and kissed her twice over in spite of a faint resistance. Then they each went their own way, Selah to the little green-grocer's shop in a back street of the red-brick fisher village, and Herbert to his big fashionable hotel on the Marine Parade in the noisy stuccoed modern watering place.
'It's an awkward sort of muddle to have got oneself into.' he thought to himself as he walked along the asphalte pavement in front of the sea-wall: 'a most confoundedly awkward fix to have got oneself into with a pretty girl of the lower classes. She's beautiful certainly; that there's no denying; the handsomest woman on the whole I ever remember to have seen at any time anywhere; and when I'm actually by her side--though it's a weakness to confess it--I'm really not quite sure that I'm not positively quite in love with her! She'd make a grand sort of Messalina, without a doubt, a model for a painter, with her frank imperious face, and her splendid voluptuous figure; a Faustina, a Catherine of Russia, an Ann Boleyn--to be fitly painted only by a Rubens or a Gustave Courbet. Yet how I can ever have been such a particular fool as to go and get myself entangled with her I can't imagine. Heredity, heredity; it must run in the family, for certain. There's Ernest has gone and handed himself over bodily to this grocer person somewhere down in Devonshire; and I myself, who perfectly see the folly of his absurd proceeding, have independently put myself into this very similar awkward fix with Selah Briggs here. Selah Briggs, indeed! The very name reeks with commingled dissent, vulgarity, and greengrocery. Her father's deacon of his chapel, and goes out at night when there's no missionary meeting on, to wait at serious dinner parties! Or rather, I suppose he'd desert the most enticing missionary to earn a casual half-crown at even an ungodly champagne-drinking dinner! Then that's the difference between me and Ernest. Ernest's selfish, incurably and radically selfish. Because this Oswald girl happens to take his passing fancy, and to fit in with his impossible Schurzian notions, he'll actually go and marry her. Not only will he have no consideration for mother--who really is a very decent sort of body in her own fashion, if you don't rub her up the wrong way or expect too much from her--but he'll also interfere, without a thought, with my prospects and my advancement. Now, that I call really selfish; and selfishness is a vulgar piggish vice that I thoroughly abominate. I don't deny that I'm a trifle selfish myself, of course, in a refined and cultivated manner--I flatter myself, in fact, that introspective analysis is one of my strong points; and I don't conceal my own failings from my own consciousness with any weak girlish prevarications. But after all, as Hobbes very well showed (though our shallow modern philosophers pretend to laugh at him), selfishness in one form or another is at the very base of all human motives; the difference really is between sympathetic and unsympathetic selfishness--between piggishness and cultivated feelings. Now I will not give way to the foolish and selfish impulses which would lead me to marry Selah Briggs. I will put a curb upon my inclinations, and do what is really best in the end for all the persons concerned--and for myself especially.'
He strolled down on to the beach, and began throwing pebbles carelessly into the plashing water. 'Yes,' he went on in his internal colloquy, 'I can only account for my incredible stupidity in this matter by supposing that it depends somehow upon some incomprehensible hereditary leaning in the Le Breton family idiosyncrasy. It's awfully unlike me, I will do myself the justice to say, to have got myself into such a silly dilemma all for nothing. It was all very well a few years ago, when I first met Selah. I was an undergraduate in those days, and even if somebody had caught me walking with a young lady of unknown antecedents and doubtful aspirates on the East Cliff at Hastings, it really wouldn't have much mattered. She was beautiful even then--though not so beautiful as now, for she grows handsomer every day; and it was natural enough I should have taken to going harmless walks about the place with her. She attracted me by her social rebelliousness--another family trait, in me passive not active, contemplative not personal; but she certainly attracted me. She attracts me still. A man must have some outlet for the natural and instinctive emotions of our common humanity; and if a monastic Oxford community imposes celibacy upon one with mediaeval absurdity--why, Selah Briggs is, for the time being, the only possible sort of outlet. One needn't marry her in the end; but for the moment it is certainly very excellent fooling. Not unsentimental either--for my part I could never care for mere coarse, commonplace, venal wretches. Indeed, when I spoke to her just now about my wishing to make my wife a lady, upon my word, at the time, I almost think I was just then quite in earnest. The idea flitted across my mind vaguely--"Why not send her for a year or two to be polished up at Paris or somewhere, and really marry her afterwards for good and always?" But on second thoughts, it won't hold water. She's magnificent, she's undeniable, she's admirable, but she isn't possible. The name alone's enough to condemn her. Fancy marrying somebody with a Christian name out of the hundred and somethingth psalm! It's too atrocious! I really couldn't inflict her for a moment on poor suffering innocent society.'
He paused awhile, watching the great russet sails of the fishing vessels flapping idly in the breeze as the men raised them to catch the faint breath of wind, and then he thought once more, 'But how to get rid of her, that's the question. Every time I come here now she goes on more and more about the necessity of our getting soon married--and I don't wonder at it either, for she has a perfect purgatory of a life with that snivelling Methodistical father of hers, one may be sure of it. It would be awfully awkward if any Oxford people were to catch me here walking with her on the cliff over yonder--some sniggering fellow of Jesus or Worcester, for example, or, worse than all, some prying young Pecksniff of a third-year undergraduate! Somehow, she seems to fascinate me, and I can't get away from her; but I must really do it and be done with it. It's no use going on this way much longer. I must stop here for a few days more only, and then tell her that I'm called away on important college business, say to Yorkshire or Worcestershire, or somewhere. I needn't tell her in person, face to face: I can write hastily at the last moment to the usual name at the Post Office--to be left till called for. And as a matter of fact I won't go to Yorkshire either--very awkward and undignified, though, these petty prevarications; when a man once begins lowering himself by making love to a girl in an inferior position, he lets himself in for all kinds of disagreeable necessities afterwards;--I shall go to Switzerland. Yes, no place better after the bother of running away like a coward from Selah: in the Alps, one would forget all petty human degradations; I shall go to Switzerland. Of course I won't break off with her altogether--that would be cruel; and I really like her; upon my word, even when she isn't by, up to her own level, I really like her; but I'll let the thing die a natural death of inanition. As they always put it in the newspapers, with their stereotyped phraseology, a gradual coldness shall intervene between us. That'll be the best and only way out of it.
'And if I go to Switzerland, why not ask Oswald of Oriel to go with me? That, I fancy, wouldn't be a bad stroke of social policy. Ernest will marry this Oswald girl; unfortunately he's as headstrong as an allegory on the banks of the Nile; and as he's going to drag her inevitably into the family, I may as well put the best possible face upon the disagreeable matter. Let's make a virtue of necessity. The father and mother are old: they'll die soon, and be gathered to their fathers (if they had any), and the world will straightway forget all about them. But Oswald will always be there en evidence, and the safest thing to do will be to take him as much as possible into the world, and let the sister rest upon his reputation for her place in society. It's quite one thing to say that Ernest has married the daughter of a country grocer down in Devonshire, and quite another thing to say that he has married the sister of Oswald of Oriel, the distinguished mathematician and fellow of the Royal Society. How beautifully that warm brown sail stands out in a curve against the cold grey line of the horizon--a bulging curve just like the swell of Selah's neck, when she throws her head back, so, and lets you see the contour of her throat, her beautiful rounded throat--ah, that's not giving her up now, is it?--What a confounded fool I am, to be sure! Anybody would say, if they could only have read my thoughts that moment, that I was really in love with this girl Selah!'
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