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.
Over the past few months, I’ve been hanging out in the kitchen and have tried several new recipes. Several. From appetizers to main courses to side dishes to desserts, I’ve stepped out of my comfort zone to see if anything new would peek my interest. And there were a few. But none as much as the peaches and cream pie.
It was simple. Too simple. But sooooooo gooooooood.
I was pointed to a new-to-me blog, a food blog, and was not only blown away by how darn good everything sounded but also how fantastic it looked. This guy, Taylor Takes a Taste, is a wonderful food photographer. And – and this is the super fun part – he explains how he sets up his shots, shows how easy and inventive it can all be. I may have drooled all over my keyboard.
But I took the peaches and cream pie and made it a reality. Mine does not look as beautiful as his… sadly… but I’m willing to bet it tasted just as good.
If there was ever a time to have a baby, this past week would have been it. I was poised on Twitter Thursday to hear the good news of Melissa and her little Beck. And I waited on pins and needles all day Friday to congratulate our friends Erik and Laura. A text came over around 7p – baby Claire had arrived.
The hubs stated we’d be dropping by on Saturday to visit our friends and meet their new baby girl. And he said while we’re there, we’d stop in and see his cousin Tina. Because Tina gave birth earlier Friday morning. No joke – it was babies galore this weekend. And I was happy to love on both little babies at the hospital – one girl and one boy. So cute, so small, so warm.
I think I met my baby holding quota for the rest of the year.
But while visiting with Erik and Laura, I snuck out my camera. Just to snap a few photos.
And I’m in love with their smiles.
Congrats to our friends, our cousins and our long-distance buddies. And anyone else who may have had a baby this week. Because it was quite the popular week to do so.
If someone asked me what the single, most fantastic purchase I’d made in the last year has been, I might be inclined to say that it was my camera, a new lens or maybe even those black pants that fit like they were made for me. But I’d be lying. Because the single, most fantastic purchase the hubs and I have made in the past year would be our new mattress.
After spending the last seven years on my “Labor Day Special” mattress I bought as a college student (that’s important to note… because I was broke but took the time to “invest” in a mattress for me and my soon-to-be husband), I never knew there could be sleep like this. OK, I’d be lying again, because I do sleep like a baby in hotels. (The Sheraton has the best beds, hands down.) But at home? I look forward to the moments I crawl into bed now.
And apparently so does the doggins.
Out of all mammals that reside in our home, the BDD has spent the most time on the new bed. She has found a comfort that can never be compared to again and spends her afternoons lounging alone in our bedroom. I read somewhere once that deaf dogs prefer not to be alone. And that is true. As long as they’re not napping.
The doggins put themselves to bed early last week. And I just to grab the camera. Passed out puppies are my favorite.
I have no problem pushing them out of my way when it’s my turn to take over the bed. But I – literally – let the sleeping dogs lie. It was the least I could day after their full day of napping in a crate.
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