Welcome to my blog! I started this blog as a place to document my journey as a photographer. It's evolved over the last couple of years to include some random musings and a glimpse of what's going with me. If you have any feedback, comments or thoughts, please leave them! Just below you will find quick links to categories of my work. Enjoy!

3.31.2009

Almost forgot about my new series - Tuesday Tunes!

But thankfully I remembered. I was chatting with someone a few months ago who's been going through some rough stuff. When I heard this song, I IMMEDIATELY thought of her and posted the lyrics on her facebook page. Here they are for all of you -

Good Friend and a Glass of Wine by Leann Rimes

Who died and crowned me everybody's everything
I'm even busting my butt through the weekend
By the time I get home there's not an ounce of sanity
Between the dogs, my momma's calls
Is it against the law
For me to get what I need

A good friend and a glass of wine
Someone to say it's gonna be alright
A good friend and a glass of wine
A little pick me up to get me through the night
We talk trash n' we laugh and cry
That kind of therapy money can't buy
Every now and then, every now and then
Every girl needs a good friend and a glass of wine

I don't need to jet off to no vacation for a week
I'd be happy to have a happy hour
When I'm tired and I'm fried it gets me right back on my feet
Any kind of red or white, a little sister time
It's every smart girls secret

A good friend and a glass of wine
Someone to say it's gonna be alright
A good friend and a glass of wine
A little pick me up to get me through the night
We talk trash n' we laugh and cry
That kind of therapy money can't buy
Every now and then, every now and then
Every girl needs a good friend and a glass of wine


3.24.2009

Tuesday Tunes!

Since I decided not to keep up with Ten on Tuesday in 2009, I thought I'd try something new. Starting today you'll be getting Tuesday Tunes. I mostly listen to country and Christian music, but occasionally something else may sneak in. I want to kick it off with this -

Let It Fade by Jeremy Camp

Have you been walking on a surface that's uncertain?
Have you helped yourself to everything that's empty? yeah!
You can't live this way too long.
There's more than this, more than this.
Have you been standing on your own feet too long?
Have you been looking for a place where you belong?
You can rest, you will find rest.
You can rest, you will find rest.

Let this old life crumble, let it fade.
Let this new life offer be your saving grace.
Let this old life crumble, let it fade, let it fade.

Have you been holding on to what this world has offered?
Have you been giving in to all these masquerades?
It will be gone, forever gone.
It will be gone, it will be gone

Let this old life crumble, let it fade.
Let this new life offer be your saving grace.
Let this old life crumble, let it fade, let it fade.

Let it fade.

Are you carrying the weight too much?, are you running from the call?
Let it fade, Oh yeah.

You can rest, you will find rest.
You can rest you will find rest.

Let this old life crumble, let it fade.
Let this new life offered be your saving grace.
Let this old life crumble, let it fade, let it fade.

Let this old life crumble, let it fade.
Have you been standing on your own feet too long?
Have you been looking for a place where you belong?

Check out the video here!

3.19.2009

About: Dad

What to say about Dad... He's pretty awesome. I am so thankful for him. One of the many wonderful things about my dad is the way he helps me see a bigger picture. He challenges me to *really* think about what I think. My dad calls me on my stuff. ;) Sometimes my dad calls me just to chat. I love that. Some days he calls to say he's proud to be my dad. I really love that. There's a country song that goes -

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'.
Daddy's hands, were hard as steel when I'd done wrong.
Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand.
There was always love in Daddy's hands

Most of the song doesn't quite apply, but that does. I remember as a little girl that when I woke up from a bad dream, I always went to Dad's side of the bed. And as a teenager he told me that if there was ever anything I didn't want to do but my friends were bugging me about to just tell them my dad said no. He offered to be my scape goat. I don't remember ever having to use him that way, but I love that he was willing to be the bad guy.

He's not a perfect man or a perfect dad, but he's mine. I may not have been allowed to be a princess, but I'm definitely my dad's girl. :) At my wedding my dad and I danced to the following song. Every time I hear it or someone mentions the artist, I remember that day and how much I love my dad.




You Raise Me Up by Josh Groban

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

Yup, that's my daddy.


3.16.2009

About: Mom

I love my mama. And as much as I love her, I miss her. Now, it's nice to know that anytime Seattle is too cold I can find a plane ticket and head down to the warmer region of Phoenix, AZ. But, it means, I miss my mama. A lot. And my grandma, my papa, my great-aunt, my uncle... Basically my mom's whole family. I am glad they're together at least. My mom is a pretty special gal... We had a really rough patch that started when I was 13 and didn't *really* end until I was 23. I'm guessing that's relatively normal right??? ;)

My mom had already moved to Arizona by the time I got engaged. I was SO EXCITED to get married. I called my mom every day to every other day for 15 MONTHS. I'm sure there were days that she would have preferred I not call and yak her ear off for 2 hours about favors, table decor, dresses, etc. If there were, she never let on! She was extraordinarily patient with me. I am so, so thankful that we got through the rough decade to the place we are today. My mom is one of my best and dearest friends. I love that. I love her. This song always reminds me of my early childhood before mom went to work -

Somebody's Hero by Jamie O'Neal

She's never pulled anyone from a burning building
She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, screaming out her name
She's never hit a shot to win the game
She's never left her footprints on the moon
She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world,
No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings Snow White to life
Bedtime stories every night
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero

oh oh
She didn't get a check every week like a nine-to fiver
But she's been a waiter, and a cook and a taxi driver
For twenty years, there at home, until the day her girl was grown
Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition
But now her baby's movin' on, and she'll soon be missin' her
But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her face

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right by
Looks back into her mother's eyes
And that smile lets her know oh oh oh
She's somebody's hero

Thirty years have flown right past
Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs
Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
Oh, but she already is

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair
She runs a brush through her silver hair
The envy of the nursing home
She drops by every afternoon
Feeds her mother with a spoon
And that smile lets her know oh oh
Her mother's smile lets her know oh oh
She's somebody's hero



3.09.2009

Yesterday was crazy, but awesome!

After church I decided to get some shopping in before heading to a friend's house for her maternity session... While I was shopping I got a message from her that it was dumping HUGE, CRAZY snow by her house. I assured her it'd be fine. I got there ~1:30pm and the snow was stilll dumping. We spent the afternoon hanging out, getting the following images. By the time we quit (~4pm) most of the snow had melted and it was partly sunny out! Weird weather, but I'm so glad we didn't reschedule!

About them... They've got one boy who will be 5 this summer and are expecting another little guy next month. I can't wait to meet him considering how awesome his family is! My husband and I have been tremendously blessed by them. They rock.


3.05.2009

A couple more of Kyla...


I just had to share a few more of that sweet baby girl. I could snuggle her for hours on end!

If anyone wants to buy me a present...

I've been coveting these bags for months - Gracen Bags. They are GORGEOUS. And everyone I know that has them, just adores them and uses them daily. Just think how many canned goods and such I could get into a bag this size at Winco!

Updated with clickable link for my sweet brother. :P

3.04.2009

I've always said I was born in the wrong century...

72

As a 1930s wife, I am
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What on earth was I thinking?!?

I decided last week to actively train for a half marathon. So Sunday morning I got up and ran 3.2 miles (schedule called for 3). I felt a little tender on Monday since I hadn't run in 10+ days. The schedule called for strength training on Monday, so I did 2 sets, 20 reps of chair squats, back lunges and side lunges (combined with various arm movements - bicep curls, laterals and something I can't think of the name for). Then, yesterday morning before my doctor's appointment, I thought it would be a good idea to follow the schedule and get in my 2.5 mile run, so I did a 2.8 mile loop.

I now want to hack my legs off. They hurt SO badly. I know eventually this level of soreness will go away. I just wish it would go away now. If anyone has any recommendations for stretches (particularly quads) or treating the soreness, I'd LOVE to hear them! Off to take a bunch of advil...

3.02.2009

I didn't have to cook tonight!

What a blessing. My dear sweet husband helped me out by tossing together some whole wheat pasta with a DELICIOUS meat sauce. I have no idea what he did with the cheapest sauce I've ever brought home, but it was wonderful. I wish he had time to cook more, he's so brilliant at it.