It seems that this fall is just flying by. It has the past few years as my proverbial plate is full at the day job, but I can’t believe that December is almost here. And that I’ve done zero holiday shopping. (Online shopping, here I come.) But even with my weeks being hectic and my weekends even more hectic, I feel blessed. And I’m thankful – no, grateful to have a full calendar.
I had time to think about it this weekend. Because I had time to actually catch up on sleep. (By the way, Pajama Sunday was a wild success this weekend.) But my calendar is filled with family gatherings, dinners out with friends, holiday get-togethers (look out Cookie Swap… I’m coming for ya) and of course photo sessions. Every time I blink, there’s something new to look forward to. It’s something kind of wonderful.
Since October, I’ve had several photo sessions and each one has been different but all of them have been so much fun. Many have been with friends and I have to say I’m so grateful for friends and family that believe in me and support me on my new adventure. And I like admiring their beautiful faces before I send out their packages.
I might have missed the bus on Thanksgiving to share what I’m thankful for, but it’s never too late to appreciate that the people I’m surrounded by are the cream of the crop. And I happen to love them more than my luggage.
There hasn’t been many dull moments the last few weeks. Crunch time at the office, full-on editing at home in the evenings… it’s been go-go-go which is why I haven’t written anything personal lately. But a list is gonna change that today.
- I’ve had some wonderful photo sessions in the past couple weeks and I have even more coming up in the next few. There’s nothing more satisfying than smiling back at the faces in the images while I’m editing and getting excited to share them. There’s plenty coming up, I promise!
- But if you can’t wait, there are a few sneak peeks on Facebook.
- I have fallen victim to peer pressure this month. First in the form of hosting a jewelry party at my home. Second… well… there’s thing called Twilight that I’ve never really cared about…
- Twilight Lunch [twahy-lahyt luhnch], noun - A midday meal that involves watching the Twilight movies with fabulous co-workers in an effort to relive vampire-werewolf-teenage-love-triangle in time for new a movie. May span over several days due to limited one-hour lunch breaks.
- Yes. That happened. Never read the books (although I want to now), never cared to watch the teenage angst unfold with fangs and fur (but it’s been quite enjoyable) and never thought I’d admit that I like (but I kind of do). Gah. What is happening to me?!
- More peer pressure: I’m attending a midnight showing with said fabulous co-workers tonight. I have two fears. One is that I won’t be able to stay awake. The other is running into someone I know.
- I seriously just took up
fourfive bullets to talk about Twilight. I must be ill. - On a completely different note, I have discovered the best boots in the world. I actually discovered them on another lady’s foot and asked her if Frye boots were really worth the money and then she told me her secret. I bought them and have been wearing all the live long day. I have fallen in love with a pair of shoes.
- I also fell in love with an L-series lens. A friend let me borrow his Canon EF 24-70mm f/2.8 L for a wedding and man, they don’t call it luxury for nothing. I’ve started a little piggy bank in hopes of purchasing my own L-series lens. But I’ll probably go with a prime because I have the hots for them. And I’ll probably have to wait a while as the piggy bank will have to grow a lot first.
- I also fell down. Again. On the deck. I had the BDD on a lead early Saturday morning and she saw something she had to get. With the deck frosted over, homegirl had her feet slip out from under her, slippers flew off and banged my head. This is not the first time… and I’m seriously contemplating that helmet now.
When I was in New Orleans last summer with my girlfriends, we thought it’d be fun to have our palm’s read in Jackson Square. It’s out of the ordinary, but so were we, and we took advantage of all the fortune-tellers who had lined themselves up along the square. We chose one, a lady with deep set eyes, who was much chattier than I had expected. I thought part of the mystery would lie in the fact that few words are spoken. But our psychic was quite garrulous.
Anyway, our fortune-teller had a few tricks up her sleeve including tarot, palm reading and aura reading. (Honestly, I don’t understand the difference but apparently there is one and we went balls-to-the-walls on this out-of-the-ordinary momentous occasion of psychic-ness.) So while I heard my friend’s life lines being foretold, the number of children they’d bear and the color of their auras, I remained skeptical. And even as she traced my palm, predicted the children I’d birth (ha ha, funny story!) and told me about my guardian angel, my skepticism crept higher.
But there was one thing that kind of surprised me. One thing that I had never thought of before. Until it left her lips.
She of course asked for my birthday and declared me to be of the Aquarius sign. Nothing new here, happen to have had the same birthday my whole life. Then she asked for my husband‘s birthday. I told her November 3rd. “Ah, you married a Scorpio… well, that makes sense as he’s in your whatever-whatever of the Aquarius, when the planets are in cycle of some sort or another. You see, peace guides the planets and love steers the stars. Booga booga donkey butt.”
And then I looked at Abby, who’s birthday is two days prior to the hubs’. My long time friend who’s always been a large part of my life. Also a Scorpio. We mention it. “I see, you’ve surrounded yourself with Scorpios. With the way the moons are in the seventh house and Jupiter aligns with Mars, they make you stronger. Also, you’re not fully clean unless you’re Zestfully clean.” Ah, yes, surrounded I am. Because my other good friend, my Mel, she shares a birthday with the hubs.
Is it the stars? Am I attracted to a person of a certain sign because they have something I do not? Do they make me a better me? Probably. But it is interesting that three people I love so much have birthdays side by side by side.
And so that makes this week Birthday Week. Three birthdays for three people who make my life worth while. I think they know that, but sometimes it’s good to remind them. I wish them the happiest birthday of ever… especially for Abby and Melanie as they make the turn into their 30s. Thank goodness they’re doing it before me. 
So today is a Tuesday. And listastical.
- Mini sessions on Sunday were perfect! The weather was cooperative, Locust Grove was gorgeous as all the leaves are turning color and the people in front of my camera were the best. Seriously. Wonderful people. They made me smile so much. So I’m still making my way through culling, but I hope to have some sneak peeks this week.
- Rephrase: I will have some sneak peeks this week.
- We may have planned our second cruise. We may be visiting a couple of the same islands we visited last year. We may be beaching while it’s 10° back home. And we may be going with three other couples.
- I may be excited about this.
- We practiced our hot-tubbing this weekend just to make sure we hadn’t lost our swerve. A little pre-vacationing, if you will. No swerve has been lost. But all the hubs talks about now is hot tubs. Gah.
- Chase had her first kill this weekend. That little mouse had no chance once she spotted it. And I’ll admit I’m quite proud of my little doggin – she taught it a lesson and that’s one less mouse to take up residence in our garage.
- The BDD is still weird.
- We got to visit with our newest little friend, weeMohn, last night. And she’s so cute. I’m still so excited for our friends. And it’s sill raining babies in this area – expecting to hear good news sometime this week from another friend.
- Did I tell you guys I stopped keeping count of how many babies were being born? I counted 21 in 2010 – it seemed impossible to beat that in 2011, but I might have been wrong. I think my preggonometry was spot on.
- My latest knitting adventure is turning out to look so nice. I’m kind of proud of myself for reading the pattern and catching my mishaps right after I make them. My personal goal is to have it finished, photographed and shipped by next Friday. It will be making it’s way to Indianapolis… viva la super secret knitting!
I feel as though my interwebs presence has decreased over the past few weeks. The blog. The flickr. The twitter. The facebooks. You know, the interwebs.
OK. I’m sorry. You got me. No “feelings.” I have. I’ve been a little distant.
Ouch. The cold hard truth can hurt sometimes.
Now mind you, this has not been completely my fault. Like I’ve said before, this time of year gets super-duper busy at work. The 9to5 consumes me and even haunts me in my dreams. So after putting my brain through the grinder, I’ll admit that nothing very exciting has gone on after hours. I’ve focused on “me” things. Including taking the time to plan and make nice dinners and evening walks with Little Skipper. There’s been socializing with friends over dinner and at football games, some picture taking, some picture editing, major cuddle time with the doggins, quite possibly a lot of movie watching and Pinterest (we’re BFF if you didn’t know) and there’s been some research and prep for my busy October. But none of it’s been OH-MY-GOSH-THAT-WAS-FANTASTIC.
Well, bunco was pretty awesome… if you’re into that sort of thing. And I totally am. I plan on making a lot of money at monthly bunco meet-ups. Watch your pocketbooks, ladies.
But what I’m trying to say is that I want to change it. I need to get my groove back. I want something to look forward to. And this upcoming weekend has exactly what I need to make this happen. Mini sessions are Sunday and I’m totally excited! I have a beautiful new quilt that’s accompanying me. I get to see some people I haven’t seen in a while. I get to meet some new people. And I get spend hours behind my camera. Totally excited.
This is my jump start. The thing that’s going to bring me back around to the interwebs. I won’t be able to ignore the awesomeness it provides. So while I don’t know if you missed me, I sure know I’ve missed you. TTFN.
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