Can we talk about how awesome braids are? They’re really easy, and take little time *this took me 10 minutes* but look like you really put in an effort. Oh, and you can pretend your hair is super clean when really you’re just too darn busy to give it a wash.
Yeah, I can really get behind anything that allows me to save time.
Andrew’s been away on a lot of business trips lately. But there’s an upside….sometimes he comes home with cowboy boots from Nashville! I guess that’s allowed.
It was super cold, but I wanted to grab these shots before the light completely disappeared for the day. I had been inside all day shooting portraits of some fabulous and gorgeous people, and you know me, I’m all about ease and function when in the studio.
SO thankfully, the cowboy boots are totally functional ’cause I wanted to wear them ASAP.
With the cold I’ve retreated to the comfort of sweaters and jeans. My health is still not super great, so staying comfortable and cozy is a must needed boost to the spirits. And super soft, jersey sweaters are kind of awesome for that.
You guys have any favorite go-to things for comfort and spiritual healing? Things that make the soul feel good? I love tea, but would love some more tips.
Well, there you have it. Snow has come. We had a big snowfall. You know what that means? No more denial for me. I can no longer deny that the cold temperatures are here to stay, try as I might.
For a while there, I could ignore the frozen fingers as they worked the tripod and buttons, but once you’re getting snowed on and the scenery is pure white, well, there’s only so far delusions can take you, am I right?
Or maybe I’m not trying hard enough.
My girl wanted to stand beside me. She was very whiny *she’s still fighting this horrible cold, by the way* and just wanted to be next to me, but also did not want Daddy to take photos of her. Oh the dilemma!
Though I felt bad for her feeling poopy, and I want to take her seriously, I couldn’t help but laugh; her pouty face is just hilarious. Trying to keep a straight face when she’s got her brows furrowed, her bottom lip sticking out, and her thumb in her mouth is really hard. I mean scaling-mount-Everest hard.
Side note, my shirt says “Weekend Uniform” and that’s pretty much what it is to me. Hat, kimono, loose tee, jeans, and boots. Yup, that’s about my casual day in a nutshell. Though, to be fair, most days are casual days so…
There’s this shop I love, Spell and the Gypsy Collective based out of Australia, and as a newsletter subscriber I get all the updated info. Usually their clothes are way out of reach for this artist Mama, but I marked my calendar when news came out of their big huge warehouse sale.
The thing was I was booked for a big photography gig out of town that same day. The gig finished a half hour into the sale. On the day, I drove to my gig and had a blast doing it. The event started winding down early and after a discussion with my lovely client, we agreed that I should leave a touch early as things were clearly over *I had arrived early and started early so I felt that was fine to leave – normally I would’ve insisted on staying*
So I got in my car and started the long drive back home. Soon though I remembered the sale and noticed that it had just started. So what did I do? I pulled over.
There I was: on the side of the highway, in an empty parking lot of a model home development/sales centre, in the middle of nowhere Ontario, on my phone shopping the warehouse sale. If the police had been there and taken interest it would’ve been one heck of an explanation. But I grabbed some amazing pieces at incredibly low prices, so in my book it’s a win!
*this post will also answer the question that a lot of people have about me, both online and in real life: how do I have so much variety and great quality in my wardrobe? Side of the highway, empty parking lot, in the middle of nowhere on a phone people, that’s how*
This weekend was a roller coaster. Friday night I had the chance to celebrate a great lady’s birthday. Saturday things seemed to go well but my Girl was a bit under the weather. This progressed to a full blown fever that persisted the rest of the weekend. As this is posted this morning, I know she’s not going to school.
Poor girl spent Sunday on the couch drinking tons of water/juice and sleeping on Mama a lot. Let’s see how the Monday goes.
Oh and trust me, this is not how I was dressed on Sunday…but it was how I was dressed on another day.
“I change my mind.” That’s the new phrase around the house. My girl learned that and now she’s using it everywhere.
She wants Dora instead of Blue’s Clues because, “I thought about it. I change my mind.”
She picked her two Halloween candy treats, then came back to pick a different one because, “I thought about it. I change my mind.”
She wants oatmeal instead of eggs because, “I thought about it. I change my mind.”
She wants the blue pants instead of pink because, “I thought about it. I change my mind.”
“I thought about it. I change my mind” this.
“I thought about it. I change my mind” that.
It’s frankly really hilarious and I have trouble not giggling every time she says it. She knows what she wants, and she makes it known. Pretty sure I know where she gets that from, huh?
Gotta say, I love Mondays. I know most people who have a 9-5 hate them, but I love them. All through my life I’ve been a freelancer or shift worker, and the fields that I work in have usually been most active on weekends. So for me, the weekend usually meant work. Monday meant rest.
Now, Mondays are an extra long day for my girl as she has Spanish class right after kindergarten. So now, Mondays are a big day of free space. Space for work, for productivity, for a pamper day if I need it. Mondays are full of opportunity.
Okay, okay, I’ll admit it, Fall is pretty. The colors and the textures are wonderful. But you’re still not gonna get me to like it. I don’t like the dropping temperatures, or the fact that I know Winter is a blink away.
You can tie me down, and force feed me all the pumpkin chai teas, pumpkin pies, muffins, and ciders you can manage *and seriously I encourage you to do so* but that’s still not gonna change my mind. I’m a summer girl. Give me hot winds, blazing suns, and fluttering kimonos any time.
But I’m trying to find the positive in things these days, so….hand over that pumpkin chai already.
