as the weekend ends...

sunday night
and i am sad to see
the weekend end
but so happy
that it was such a great one...

got to see this in the theatre
IN 3-D
my first real 3-d movie
and i was so excited...
and how perfect that it was the lorax
ON dr suess's birthday...
and S. came with me,
which made it even better....
:O)

cleaned the house Saturday
and got lost in the first game of thrones book,
3 quarters of the way through now...
shepherds pie for a late supper
followed by a blankets&pillows-on-the-couch movie...

today
i took my camera
and
just
drove.

it has been so long...
and it was so good.
i missed that feeling of getting lost in the moment,
kneeling in the snow on the side of the road
just trying to get the bokeh,
just trying to catch the sun...

an awesome weekend...

the skirt i crushed on...

everytime i went into smart set
the girl that worked there
would be wearing
the skirt.

it was a burnt copper-y
reddish kind of orange
that made me think
of fall
and backpacks
and the taste of woodsmoke
at the back
of your throat.

a-line and light as a feather silky smooth material.
i bet you could float like a helium balloon in it,
i bet you would feel like air.

last night i went into smart set
and there was a different girl working,
a girl who dressed all in black,
like me.

i don't wear color.

hardly ever ever.

i checked the sale rack
as i always do
{i am frugal as well as consistent}
and there it was
in a flash of bright red orange swinging-ness
and the girl in black
said
anything with a pink tag
is 25% off the lowest price.

sold to the girl who doesn't wear color.

5 good things on a friday...

1.  the long hot shower i am going to take
after i finish this post...creamy, frothy vanilla wash,
soft pajamas in a warm bed and a book to get 
lost in.

2.  finally watching the season finales of Sons of Anarchy

3.  murder mystery tomorrow night

4.  bright red strawberries in the refrigerator

5.  the promise of the weekend, still fresh and unspoiled...
it feels like anything can happen.

i was this person once...

i read this post today
and i thought
"i was that person once...
what has happened?"

i never take photos anymore,
i don't take my camera anywhere.
i don't read about it, write about it, research it...
i don't daydream about lenses (well...sometimes)
or flashes (again...sometimes) or
sigh...brand new cameras.

i don't know what happened.

or i do know what happened
but i don't want to admit it...
the weddings, the business, the months of editing
have made me happy
but have made me stop picking up the camera
as my outlet.

and that needs to stop.

i need to get back out there
and
just
play.

new mission at the top of the list.

cinnamon heart overdose of truth on a wednesday

it's the day after valentine's day
and i have eaten
so many cinnamon hearts
my mouth is on fire
but yet,
i still can't stop.

i'm a roller coaster
up and down
today...
happy at work
but feeling like a parent
that dropped the ball
on a decision
made
{or not made depending on how you look at it}
3 years ago
coming back to haunt us now

the house is like a train wreck
clutter exploding from it's seams
and i don't have the energy
to even think about it
much less
do
anything about it

so instead
i sit here at the computer
and i daydream about
spring days
as i tell myself it's ok that i made a mistake,
{suck it up buttercup and move on...
its what you do from this point out}
and i eat
the last
of the cinnamon hearts.