day fourteen...in which i am exhausted and ready for bed

i had three photo sessions today...
one at ten, one at twelve and one at three thirty...
all in different areas...
then i grabbed some groceries
and now we are going to have pizza
with our own 2 kids
and the 5 extra kids spending the night.

my husband volunteered to watch the kids.

i am going to eat my pizza...
run a hot bath complete with relaxing scented
bath salts and a mug of hot chocolate...
put on my new fuzzy pajama pants
and smurfy tshirt
and climb into bed with a good book
{and maybe another mug of hot chocolate}.

so...
no 100 ideas today...
i will it tomorrow...
tomorrow, i will gladly draw a map
of everywhere i went today...

but not today.

night.

day thirteen...in which i make lists...

100 ideas by keri smith::number 11
Make a list of everything you buy in the next week.

i was a little confused by this one,
to be honest...
things that i would buy in the next week
or things i had bought...
things i want to buy
or things i should buy
{in comparison to things i can buy}
and then i thought
you know what....

i'm reading too much into this.

it's my list...
so it became things i would/could/should.
{would if i could but i should...}

and since today is friday i'm in love
i also wanted to share something
i am so proud of...
inspired loosely, i think, by kelly rae
(how could you not be inspired by her)
i painted this on the front of my new journal
and
i
am
so
happy
with
it.

it was one of those times that
what was happening in my head
was matching what was coming out
on paper...


everytime i look at it...
it makes me happy.

other friday i'm in love's::

this week's episode of glee and greys anatomy...

sunshine

afternoon naps

good news regarding photography business
{another step forward}

this list which sucked up a lot of time but
gave me so many ideas in return!

the book i am reading right now...

day twelve...daydreams on wheels...

100 ideas by keri smith::number nine:
Draw your bike.

hmmmm...
another day of drawing...
this is pushing me outside of my box a bit
because
i don't consider myself able to draw...
i have a few things
i can draw recognizably
but i really struggle with
depth and scale and
trying to get any sort of correct
angle on something...

but i did it and i'm glad...
it was actually fun.

and the ironic thing is
i have a bike...
a hardcore expensive mountain bike
that my husband bought for me
that.
i.
never.
use.

i should.
but i don't...

but the idea of owning a vintage bike
with a basket and a bell...
that makes my heart beat faster.

{plus imagine all the photos opportunities!!}

day eleven...red rules...

100 ideas by keri smith::number nine:
Spend a day drawing only red things.

so...it's pretty self explanatory...
today i drew red things...
as shown above.

tonight we watch the middle and modern family
and share popcorn and eat cookies...
a mid-week couch-potato-
stay-up-a-little-later
and laugh-like-maniacs
kind of night...
which i love.

and something else i love?
there used to be a local band
that played here in town
that had put out a demo one time...
they had a slow song that i absolutely loved
and the other day
i took a chance on facebook
and asked someone i knew remotely
{who used to be in the band}
and he not only remembered which song
it was but he found it and emailed it
to me today...
i played it 26 times in a row
and sang it loud...

my "life makeovers" book is all about
synchronicity and coincidence
and looking for it in my life...
that was pretty coincidental
and i'm glad i acted on my impulse
to ask about the song...

acting on impulses...
this could be a good thing.

day ten...i have made it to double digits...

100 ideas by keri smith::number eight:
Find a photo of a person you do not know. Write a brief bio about them.

her name was sue.
her mom called her susie q
and susan alice whitby walker
when she was really mad...
which didn't happen often,
because sue
was a good girl.

she got straight a's.
she kept her room clean.
she ate all of her supper all of the time
even the turnips.
she said she wanted to be a teacher
when she grew up,
just like mrs. malone
who was her current favorite teacher.

but really...
deep down...
way down in the pit of her stomach
where she hid all of her secrets...
she didn't want to be a teacher
and she hated turnip.

she wanted to be a rodeo clown.

the big red shoes,
the happenstance makeup
starting to smear with sweat...
the handmade outfit
complete with clumsy stitches
and a patch on the bum...

rodeo clowns were dangerous.

they were fearless.

they stopped the bull when no one else could,
when the cowboy ran away
it was the rodeo clown that saved him.