Eunice- senior session

here’s the truth: you know i jump up and down when ever a senior contacts me. i mean, seriously, i jump up and down.

here’s the truth: love. every. image.


meet eunice. the first time i ever met eunice, i didn’t really meet her, rather she was on stage, a stage that i myself had stood on, and for the next week i sang the song i heard her sing. sang it so much i think i have a youtube video of the little singing it. yep,here.  ha!






quick wardrobe change and we were back at it..



my fav- <3ey-1-65ey-1-79ey-1-82ey-1-86

hey eunice, have an awesome senior year….525,600 minutes, 525 thousand moments so dear…



Thursday’s Thoughts-

Here’s the truth:

1- Two seconds ago, a bird flew into the window next to me, I screamed, the little came dashing in concerned, bird is fine and gone. I am still feeling just a little jumpy.

2- I don’t know why but THIS blog post annoyed the HELL out of me. My kids eat, whatever, and they are not fat, nor are they suffering from some sort of malnutrition. Whatever, I am not going to get on my soap box about this. I am just not.

3-I’ve discovered something that I never really thought to be true, but this week, it’s become VERY clear to me. Some people are selfish.

4- I know, I said no more, but I love this guy.snake-1-2

5-So, no judging when I say this, just celebrate the small things with me, or rather the large! The little, has been sleeping in his bed, in his room. Yes, I said his bed. Yes, he is 4 and yes I know to many it is very unacceptable that he was even in my bed to begin with, whatev’s… let’s move past the disapproving face and just celebrate this HUGE life change for me. However, the dog was quick to take his spot.. two steps forward, one step back.

6- You wanna know how to suddenly have a smile and feel a little less alone in the world, have lunch with someone that “knew you when”. Yep, it was awesome.

7- Can we talk for a second about…. snow? Yuck.Already?

8- I am also beginning to think karma is not ever going to come back around? I am ready for this year to be OVER.

9- This weekend… soccer, lacrosse, lacrosse,  and photo sessions!!!! who hoooo!!

10- THIS. because, never forget. ever.



Happy Apple Farm-

Here’s the truth:

We went to the Happy Apple Farm…. so fun!

haf-1-28it was sooooo windy when we got there. but that didn’t stop us.



this however, scared me-




these weren’t quite ready, but man- i really wanted them to be-


these were!





after the berries we headed over to the apples-











Had a little taste before we headed home-haf-1-34haf-1-35haf-1-36

Hey happy apple farm, we love you, see you next year-




Hello Friday!

Here’s the truth:

1- since the hubby is home with me all day.. I totally lose track of days, add in a three day weekend and suddenly.. I have no idea what day it is. so, i missed Thursday.

2- FOOTBALL. I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am for that. The weather that comes with it, not so much. i’m not at all ready for fall.


3.5 – oh and THIS. she’s not my favorite, but I’m ok with my middle loving her. She makes smart choices in the public eye, eyes that my middle watches like a hawk. so go ahead lady, shake it off because this, this made me bawl. people are people no matter their status in society. and her response, and this response make me love her just a little more. even if she can’t sing.

4- i’ve been pushing the hubby for a new dog. i’m not getting very far….

5- so i’m trying this pic a day monthly challenge- what i have discovered is that i will take the picture, but getting the card out of the camera, then into the editing software, then out of the software and onto a FB wall is like, well, not happening-here’s day one, morning-


and the runner up.. i love this one…morning-1


6- So the hubby has decided that the big and the middle,along with him, are going to cook one night a week. can we talk about how much i love this. no really. i almost don’t mind doing the dishes, at all, to include unloading the dishwasher because I 1- didn’t have to plan dinner and 2- didn’t have to cook it. yes, a choir of angels just sang over my left shoulder.

7- since this blog post is all about my hubby, lets further discuss the ways i have been touring him (insert wicked laugh here)

8-Upon returning from his mini vacation- (where the little told everyone he was… at a scavenger hunt?) I promptly woke him up, stuffed him in a car and made him drive to the state fair. the dirty, gross, somewhat full of questionable people state fair, where the temp was a balmy 99 degrees. We might have melted, all while the only thing the little wanted to do was “awesome” things. Should I qualify, “awesome things” does NOT include, pet goats, rabbits, sheep, puppies, kittens, pigs, ride the poneys, milk a cow- oh wait that did qualify- play in the water fountain, watch the dog show etc. So there we are, in the sweltering heat, surround by animals (which my hubby really doesn’t like) with a kid that doesn’t want to pet them. Never mind the goat  has now licked the hubby from top to bottom. No really… to include trying to nurse a little milk out of his thumb.  So, we find a beer to share,( only after bathing in the hand sanitizer dispenser) spend 5 dollars at a “carnival game” so the little can win a stuffed shark that he promptly named, sharkey shark? and decided we will never be coming back.

9- Move on to next day. Where I wake him up so we can.. geocache. Guess what we will never be doing again. So we make our way to the state park, we pay way to much money for 3 hours of, well let’s call it what it is, sweating. Get a GPS unit that the middle, bless her heart, can seem to make work. At which point, on our last “cache” the little decides his legs don’t work,  the middle has led us off the beaten path through the brush straight up the bank of a ravine. No, I did not capture the look of my husband, drenched in sweat, avoiding the poison ivy, carrying the little, up the bank of the cliff, and if i did i surely would’t post it here for fear well… instead, here’s a lovely little squirrel gearing up for winter with full cheeks.


9- To get back at me, the hubby took me for a bike ride. he’s been on my case about trying to cycle. that maybe i’d like it, so i conceded to try it. about the 7th peddle into it my bootie hurt. today, i may be standing while i type this. but the good news is that i did enjoy the ride, minus the bootie. i now know why those cycling pants have bootie pads.

10- this weekend…. hello 4 year old soccer. so funny. plus a little impromptu time with a good friend. super excited!


my middle-

Here’s the truth:

here’s the thing about my middle- i love that:

she’s comfortable in her own skin, no make up, hair in a pony. she knows how she feels about things and is ok voicing them, when the time is right. she will always hang with her little brother, no matter what. she is just as smart as she is beautiful. she knows the definition of hard work and isn’t afraid of it. hearing her play the guitar makes my heart sing. she knows no one is perfect, and sometimes rather than be popular and perfect its more important to be.. happy and drama free. she’s serious and silly at the same time. she’s messy, #1 way to tell she’s mine.

here’s the truth: she rocks.






There may have been some Taylor Swift singing…. somethings about shake it off…


my fav- <3time-1-31



Hey middle, thanks for putting off your homework for an hour so I could mess around with white balance, ISO and shutter speeds.

XOXO- mom

Thursday’s thoughts-

Here’s the truth:

1- I did not watch the VMA’s. I actually had no desire to watch them. I also did not watch the Emmy’s… Gaaaaaaa I’m getting old. I used to wonder how my parents could NOT watch awards shows. Like what was wrong with them, I chalked their lack of interest in anything cool up them being old. Ugh, I’m old.

2- Speaking of my parents, I am slowly morphing into them. No really, I ,like my dad, make lists so I remember things. And apparently I now need a window AC unit in my room despite my house having central air. Guess who also has a window AC unit. Yup, my mom.  Yes, the house AC is on and  so is my window AC  to ensure my room is a balmy 67. SMH.

****below is a brain dump… sorry***

3- So- here let’s just lay it out there, my dream of senior photography is not happening. No I didn’t like bust on to the scene with some awesome portfolio with top name HS seniors. (Does that even exist?) I couldn’t even bring myself to advertise in the local area paper. I did however pay $200.00 and put a flyer in the HS’s mailer to all the upcoming seniors. That got me, well, no where. Money poorly spent. Yes, I am bitching, and complaining, and feeling sorry for myself. So stupid. I have NEVER tried anything because in my brain, why try when failure is eminent. Boom, idea to fruition. Here’s what’s even more annoying to me, I have never looked at a senior session and been disappointed in myself. Never looked at the images and thought, man, I could have done so much better. I love every single one, probably because I LOVE to take senior pictures. AHHHHH  So how is it that the one thing I feel pretty confident in, I am just not successful with? I need a personality change. I totally need to be able when I meet someone who has a kid in high school to say ” when you are ready for senior pictures call me” because right now, that just doesn’t happen. That is just not me. Even in my previous profession, we were suppose to make sales calls and ask realtors for their business and I would rather a write up in my personnel file than make one lousy phone call. Hello, I can’t even ask the neighbor to take my kid to school, it makes me uncomfortable. I need to find some book on how to believe in yourself  or something.

****segue to next brain dump****

4- So I was looking at some page on FB- someone lead me to it, where a lady was looking for senior photography. It is AMAZING all the people out there that call themselves photographers. No really, I have decided that perhaps they are the reason I am failing, well that and my lack of self-selling. Sadly, I clicked on all their links, looked at all their pictures and they are AWFUL. So the 10 0n-line classes I have taken, the $300 in books I have purchase and read, the actual class rooms I have sat in, all those things make me pretty good at photography. Add to it the 1,000’s of blogs I have read about F-stops and lens choice, and how to position a senior girl with out making her look trashy, those other people out there, those damn other people out there- they didn’t do anything but purchase a DLSR camera, put it on auto, and start charging people. No wonder people laugh when you want to charge them say… $150.00 for an hour at a location and 8 images. Yeah, it seems like a lot of money, but I put a lot into making sure you get your money’s worth. Ugh. I now understand the uproar by other photographers about “faux”tographers. What’s even more lame, is when I look at the year book. Man, 1 in 10 seniors actually have good, real professional, pictures. Whatever.. I’m getting more angry each word I type so I am just.. refocusing.

5- I love this picture. For all it’s imperfections… love. time-1-6


time-1time-1-157- It’s official, I loathe afternoon pre-school. I feel like I’ve wasted my day. By the time I get him there he may be: clean.. or he may be filthy with remnants of lunch on his face, under his fingernails, on his shirt.. who knows. He may have tried to fall asleep on the 2 min drive to preschool so that pretty much equals a cranky kid.  It’s like, I am never sure who I am dropping off. Then I rush home and think I’ll go for a run, but wait.. I’ve already gotten up, showered, eaten two meals.. I really don’t like to run with a super full belly.. so instead I sit down, on the couch and watch.. tv? No this is not how I envision spending my free, kidless time… in front of the TV. But then when I realize that I have now sat in front of the TV for an hour, what the hell, I only have another hour before the pick up kids cycle starts, and that is not enough time to really do much so…. one more episode of ________________.  I have to make a change.

8- What the, what the?

what the what the?

9-I’m still obsessed with snakes. I am just sparing you all the pictures. HA!

10- my middle took these. she rocks.



11- So the little has been dressing himself. I mean, like, picking out his clothes. He suddenly refuse to wear shorts…. Needless to say I am never really sure what he will comes downstairs in. I’m ok with that though, life is too short to worry about what your kid is wearing, as long as he likes it.. then that is all that matters.

12-I have finally found a reason to return to country music. Eric. Paslay. Haven’t hear of him? Check out deep as it is wide, she don’t love you, or friday night. <3

13- This weekend, time to live up the last long weekend of summer-


deb, maggie and will-

Here’s the truth:

“I love the sunflowers”, said deb. I heard, sunflowers? sunflowers? they are huge and how do I incorporate them into a family picture without a gaggle of “assistants” to hold my ladder and sun shade and well, sunflowers?…. My husband heard, get out there, try it, stop worrying you won’t get the “perfect” image and just have fun.

Here’s the truth: I these. 30 mins. Well maybe 45 if you count the driving from one place to the next. 30 mins and I love love love these.











Here’s the truth 30 mins, and each image makes my heart sing. Hey deb, maggie, and will… thanks for the constant rearranging, the “will do something different with your hands”, the driving me from point A to point B while I babbled about life when I was in high school. Ahhhh…. suddenly I feel old, but anyway. Thank you guys, I hope you love these as much as I do.

PS- hey will, this is my FAVORITE pictures. no seriously, it is…