This blog has been totally neglected. There have been many reasons, but in a nutshell, I'm busy.
However, I just wanted to pop back in and say I just finished my last wedding for the year.
It was awesome. I'm tired. My feet hurt and I'm totally sleeping in tomorrow. There were times when I was seriously doubting the sanity of saying yes to 42 weddings, most while pregnant.
Now that I'm done though, I'm kind of sad. It was hard to say no for the rest of the year, but I still have a few sittings to look forward to.
And then it is time.to.start.getting.ready.for.baby.finally.
I kind of feel like a Rock Star.
I did it.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
{Excuse Me}
While I pull off my head.
Gross?
I know, but I kind of feel like it today.
It may be too much to ask for a better week, so I'm looking forward to next week.
Gross?
I know, but I kind of feel like it today.
It may be too much to ask for a better week, so I'm looking forward to next week.
Monday, September 21, 2009
{Assisting}
So I was wondering if anyone is interesting in assisting me on 9.29? It is my last wedding of the year and my normal ladies are all busy. If so, just let me know. It will pretty much be an all day affair with the SL Temple in the morning and Reception in the evening. It is going to be an amazing wedding though and lots of fun.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
{Moments}

It was magical.
No one was out on our street. It was just me and the crickets, fireworks and street lights. As I turned the corner I had a perfect view. I walked to edge of the baseball stadium and watched, the fireworks being set off a mere 80 yards away. I'm pretty sure I was in my own personal movie. At this point there may have been other people, but I didn't see them.
After about 10 minutes the fireworks ended and I walked home, content and happy.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
{7 Months - Anastasia State Park}
Friday, September 4, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
{Getting Along}

When I went to my car an hour later there was cat fur all over our yard. Chunks and chunks of it.
It reminded me of the time I once convinced my sister to separate two cats from fighting. I was about 5 and she was 3.
Yeah, that wasn't my best moment.
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