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Chattanooga Ad Agency Wins Award for Commercial

I’m referring to this as “the video about Chattanooga that no one in Chattanooga has seen.” Apparently, it has been airing for the last two summers. Since it is trying to convince people to visit and we’re already here, I didn’t know about this commercial until it won a national ADDY award; that’s the advertising industry’s equivalent of an Oscar. (Though I imagine the red carpet shots aren’t quite as glamorous.) After reading all the stories on the award, I still didn’t see the video until Sumit posted it on Google+.

I like that the commercial itself was locally made. It was produced by The Johnson Group ad agency and filmed by Atomic Films. The song (available as a free download) was written by The Johnson Group’s Roger Vaughn and has won awards of its own.

Part of a $1.5 million advertising campaign for the Chattanooga Visitor’s Bureau, it is credited with a 17% increase in hotel/motel tax revenue.

The entire commercial is shot in tilt shift which is a technique that makes everything look like it’s been miniaturized and filmed in stop-motion. See how many locations you can identify in the video.

pic by Larry Miller

A Whale Named Valentina

For my mother, who wants to see the whales:
Michael Fishbach, on a trip to take pictures of whales, encountered a juvenile humpback whale so entangled in a fishing net that it seemed dead. Fishbach, with four friends and one little knife, spent over an hour cutting the netting from the whale. They are rewarded in a beautiful way.

Why Moms Need Timeouts: The Benefits of a Weekend Getaway

This weekend I went to Gatlinburg with seven other moms and I got to spend three days decompressing. Decompressing: v. the act of relaxing and certainly not getting drunk on Apple Pie Moonshine and spending too much time watching HGTV. On a related note, if you need to have your house staged for a quick sell by a drunk who smells like applesauce, I’m your woman.

I think it’s very important that every mom has time to herself.  What could you do with a weekend away?

Recharge. Leaving your family for a few days isn’t neglecting them; it’s actually good for them in the long run. A woman who has had a chance to recharge is going to be a better wife and mom than one who is tired and worn out.

Get some perspective. It’s nice to take a step back and get a better idea of how everything is going. It is easier for me to see what is going well and what needs tweaking when I don’t feel like I’m nose-deep in it.

Take a breath. Family life can seem like a perpetual motion machine because of the constant activity. With soccer, gymnastics, library visits, grocery shopping, playdates, and field trips, most days can be exhausting. Even on the days that we don’t have anything to do outside of the house I feel like I’m always preparing food. I go from breakfast to snack to lunch to snack to dinner and then it’s bedtime.

Having a weekend to myself gave me time to be still, which is something I need to make more time for in my regular life. There was nothing that I had to keep up, no undone task looming behind me. (Though I did keep wondering how long it would take for the laundry pile at home to become sentient and start texting me.)

Keep your sense of self. That’s a hard thing to do when most of our time is spent being a mom or wife. Who are you when you aren’t being Mom? Most people tend to shove their own personalities and preferences aside in favor of the role they play most often. I’m still in mom mode for hours after my kids go to sleep. It’s hard to shake.

One thing I noticed when watching Hoarders is that some of the women would say, “I never had a problem with it until the kids moved out. Now I just fill my time with going to yardsales/collecting cats/trying to tunnel through my stacks of random crap.” Those women long ago forgot who they were without their kids.

What did I do with my free time? I read a book. I ate dinner by myself. I slept ’til 8:45. I went running with a friend. I wrote blog posts by hand. (You’re welcome.) I hiked to a waterfall. I talked to people I didn’t know.  

Who are you when no one needs you? What would you do with your time?

pic by kke227

What A Week

Our busiest week in December was last week and, believe it or not, it had very little to do with the holidays. The kids both had dentist appointments and Gracie had an eye doctor appointment. I scheduled those appointments months ago and inadvertently managed to get them in the same week. Way to go, Steve. (Paul insists that I mention that that phrase comes from MST3K’s Manos, The Hands of Fate. This link will take you directly to the entire episode. You probably won’t thank me for it and Torgo will haunt your dreams, but it’s one of my favorite episodes.)

Pile on preschool, piano lessons and gymnastics and by Thursday we were already worn out.

But why stop there? So Friday we went with some of our friends to the Appalachian History Museum up past Knoxville. That was a 2-hour ride each way and lots of running and playing in between. It was a beautiful place with lots of neat buildings and objects.

Now, in addition to many beautiful, old buildings, this place has a big gravel parking lot, a lovely gift shop, and beautiful free-range peacocks. Each of those things are fine on their own. They’re even fine together. But when you sell slingshots in the gift shop, it all goes wrong. Then it’s just a parking lot full of ammo and targets. They really shouldn’t test the ethics of young children like that. Luckily, no peacocks were harmed in the making of this field trip, but it was a close call.

Mom’s church was having a parents’ night out that night. It’s an excellent fundraiser for the youth mission trip and we would normally have taken advantage of the opportunity. However, I didn’t want to drop my exhausted children off with some poor volunteers because, an hour in, my kids would start making Charles Manson look like Mother Teresa. Mom offered to let them spend the night at her house instead. Hooray!

Paul and I went out to The Acropolis and it was delicious. Note: After a long day, it’s not a good idea to down a pomegranate martini on an empty stomach…it’s a great idea.

After eating dinner and finishing up some Christmas shopping, we went home and did what every couple does when they are finally free of the kids, first on the couch and then in the bedroom. Do I have to spell it out for you? Okay, we fell asleep.

Saturday evening we went to the Tivoli to see The Nutcracker and that was its own little adventure.

Overall, it was a fun week, but we were exhausted. I was glad to have a peaceful snow day to recharge with the kids.

FVTF, Part Seven, I’ve got a fever and the only cure is more lighthouse

The balcony at the top of the lighthouse was a nice respite from the stuffy climb up the stairs. There was a nice breeze and the great view. I did have to tell Wesley, “I don’t care if your shoulder does fit through the railing, that’s not something your show your mother. For my sake, pretend there’s no way you can squeeze out and fall to your death.” And they wonder why I get all twitchy. read more »

Part Five, A wondrous bird is the pelican, whose mouth can hold more than his belly can…

 One of the nice things about dragging myself out of bed at 6:15 was the friendliness of the other crazies early risers. Everyone seemed happy that I was taking pictures of the beautiful sunrise and I got a lot of waves and smiles. Turns out I had forgotten to put pants on. Kidding!

I got tickled at the people who would stop so they wouldn’t get in my shot, even though I was really just fiddling with the zoom or checking to see if the camera was level. Don’t worry, folks, that sun isn’t going anywhere. After it happened a few times, I was sure to stand up when people were about to go by so I wouldn’t interrupt their walk.

A group of women waved, asked if I’d seen the dolphin, and pointed down the beach to where they had spotted one earlier. I thanked them but I had no intention of walking along the beach because I was sleepy and probably suffering significant blood loss from all the bugs. The sun had risen, the pelicans were calmly gliding along the tops of the waves, and nothing else was going on so I decided to pack it in.

I had the tripod back in its case and was packing up the camera when I heard a few splashes behind me. The pelicans were diving for their breakfast. I had to try to catch them in the act. read more »

Family Vacation to Florida, Part Four, The sun also rises in this post

Hey, another sunrise without having to get out of bed! Ya welcome.

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Family Vacation to Florida, Part Three, Sunrise on the Beach

I got up early one morning to take pictures of the sunrise. This is the first glimpse I saw of the sun. You have to look closely….Sunrise 1

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Family Vacation to Florida, Part Two, Smyrna Dunes Park

Smyrna Dunes boardwalk, New Smyrna Beach, FL

Smyrna Dunes Park is located in the northern peninsula of New Smyrna Beach. It isn’t advertised and the only way we knew about it was from a pamphlet Paul picked up at the Welcome Center. At $5/car, it is an inexpensive way to explore the area. It has about 2 miles of boardwalk dotted with observation towers that offer spectacular views of the Atlantic Ocean, Indian River and Ponce Inlet. The boardwalk is there so that people can enjoy the park without disturbing the acres of dunes. Pictures…

Family Vacation to Florida, Part One

Palm treeWe set out on vacation the Friday before last. Paul got out of work a little late so we didn’t leave until 9 pm! Because I’m stubborn and because I had already packed the toothbrushes, I figured we should let the kids sleep in the car and drive as far as we could. We made it as far as Cordelle (it’s pronounced cor-deel because we hate phonics in the South), GA before stopping at a Country Inn & Suites at about 1:30.

The kids woke up when the car stopped and it quickly came to my attention that we have only taken the kids camping until now. They were way too excited by the hotel. There was an elevator and how did you unlock the door and so on. Inside, each bed had three pillows on it and Wesley said, “Wow, two beds for six people!” Thankfully, they went right back to sleep.

I woke up when Paul rolled over around 7 and I saw Gracie staring at me from her bed. I decided to bite the bullet and get up. I was bleary-eyed and trying to let Paul sleep in a bit, but the little monkeys were well-rested and wide awake. They were also still enjoying the novelty of the hotel room. They were saying, “Is this Florida?” “I can see the pool! Can we swim in the pool?” “Look, Gracie, there’s a refrigerator in the dresser!” And I was saying, “No, it isn’t. No you can’t, we have to leave. Get your head out of the refrigerator!”

We grabbed some continental breakfast, packed up and headed out again. We made it to New Smyrna Beach around 2:30 that afternoon, went grocery shopping, ate dinner, and went to the beach. I think I was pretty much asleep from about 4 on, but I didn’t get to bed until 1 in the morning. When do I start being a responsible adult?

Coming up: Pictures and Places

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