suddenly sunday...
and so here it is
sunday already....
after a painful bladder infection
got the best of me,
i got medicated only to find
that the medicine made me vomit
and gave me a 2 day pounding headache...
all this right before a wedding to shoot.
but it worked out fine
and i feel better
and the wedding was
fan-tas-tic....
seriously.
how could i be unhappy when the bride
called for a step ladder so she and new-hubby
could get up on top of a bale of hay
at sunset for pictures...
can't wait to post these!!
looking forward to a better week
with lots of catching up...
and if i owe you an email,
i'm so sorry...but i'm back on track now!
tuesday truths...
~i feel bloated, hot, a little cranky, don't feel like
leaving the house but have to, really just want to
go back to bed...
~my heart broke last night as i read this post...
{which makes me mad at myself for feeling the above...}
~i have blisters on my hands from mowing the lawn.
~i am nervous about the wedding
i am shooting this weekend.
~i think everyone should read this book.
halfway through a monday...
the weekend went by in a whirlwind
with 14's 6 girl horror movie sleep-over fest,
a family bbq in her honor,
photos taken at two different functions,
plus a wedding that was a 45 minute drive away...
throw in some massive fast acting cleaning
and a lot of running here and there...
it made for a busy busy weekend...
and still to come.
broken fan belt on the car
canada games going on just down the street
ball game lights shining til late...
a steady stream of
lets go andy lets go chants...
3 weddings to photograph
an etsy sale to mail out
school shopping to be started
i just want to lay down
and take a break from thinking
about it all...
what about you?
how is your summer passing...
my birthday grrrrrl....
there are things i want to write
like how 13 has been a test for both of us...
how major milestones have come along...
how things change and waver and the
lines i drew so firmly around you
when you were younger
now seem to be drawn in sand...
they can be erased, they can be moved
i realize now they cannot be set in stone...
not if i want you to grow.
i could write about how hard that part is for me...
the letting you grow part....
how i wish sometimes i could keep you
with me...
laying on the couch in front of me,
happy to be watching big comfy couch
and franklin
with my arm over you...
reassurance for both of us.
but...
at the same time
you amaze me with your tenacity,
your will and ways of thinking...
you are brilliant and creative and funny...
sweet and kind and caring...
you look out for your brother
{though you would pretend not to...}
and you look out for your friends...
you are smart and mature and
i trust you.
what more could i ask?
happy birthday to
my 80's lovin', picnik-addicted, mr noodle-eatin',
horror-movie-junkie, full of wise cracks and
dripping with sarcasm & yet can surprise you
with unexpected sweetness...
i wouldn't change a thing about you.
xo
