Just a lil snippet from yesterday.
It snowed. In October. In NOVA. At the outdoor venue for the reception. All of this to say that although our plan was thrown off, my cute lil bride stayed calm cool and collected.
As I ran into the church to start photographing the procession, I ditched my coat and walked confidently into the foyer greeting folk....and looked down.....
to notice that the top two buttons of my shirt had become unbuttoned..(I didn't leave the house like that folks) and my hot pink bra was loud and proud for all to admire.
With a gasp and a clutch of my wayward buttons I dove into the stairwell to remedy the situation. All properly done up I went to open the door and found I was locked in the stairwell. It locked from the outside.
After a kind usher let me out, I made my much humbled walk of shame up to the center of the aisle and sat down to do my job, I wonder if the people sitting behind me wondered why the photographer kept looking down at her boobs all through the service? haha!!!
Just checking, friends, just checking.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Various-ities.
I dreamed about Bolivia for the first time in a long time last night. I miss my patria. Going to Nicaragua so often makes me guilty. Like perhaps I'm cheating on my true love. Also, Judy is asking me to visit, and I would love to be in Cocha again. Maybe a trip to the homeland is in order next year.
My camera died on me this weekend. Just quit. Thank you Jesus that it was at the end of a wedding, and not the beginning or middle.
I am always fighting off insecurity it seems.
BTW, during the same wedding in which my camera died, I hopped up on a ledge to get a better angle and belatedly realized I was 12 stories off the ground on a ledge. It still makes my palms tingle.
I'm thinking a lot about gossip lately and how much I do it, and how much it goes on around me. Need to read me some Proverbs.
Ryan got an orange mohawk and ran the Tough Mudder. I like the mohawk. I'm a little terrified that he's going to turn into one of the running addicts around us at BRCC. He's under strict orders to not. even. think. about it. We shall see.
My camera died on me this weekend. Just quit. Thank you Jesus that it was at the end of a wedding, and not the beginning or middle.
I am always fighting off insecurity it seems.
BTW, during the same wedding in which my camera died, I hopped up on a ledge to get a better angle and belatedly realized I was 12 stories off the ground on a ledge. It still makes my palms tingle.
I'm thinking a lot about gossip lately and how much I do it, and how much it goes on around me. Need to read me some Proverbs.
Ryan got an orange mohawk and ran the Tough Mudder. I like the mohawk. I'm a little terrified that he's going to turn into one of the running addicts around us at BRCC. He's under strict orders to not. even. think. about it. We shall see.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Go away frownie-face!
Lately I've been listening to myself and I hear a lot of negativity and complaining. No good.
Time to turn that frown upside down!
:D
Time to turn that frown upside down!
:D
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