Too Busy To Even Have A Song Stuck In My Head

On certain days, for swift, fleeting moments, I'll get a little cocky about the pace I'm managing to move at right now. The full time day job, the equally full time photography work, the getting the new apartment ready to move into, the planning of the wedding. But the reality is that in all the other many, many moments, I'm not dealing with it all that well. I'm tired, and feel like I'm loosing my mind, and about eighty times a day I think to myself that I can't keep up this pace. I'm not good at being stretched this thin. It leaves me feeling like a child, caught between wanting to stomp my foot on the ground or burst into tears. Recently, on a walk home from the market with G., I did both.

But underneath the layer of exhaustion and annoyance, I'm happy, not depressed, and that's such a wonderous new turn for me that I'm trying to stay focused on that, whenever I can catch a quiet moment to do so.

I have some fabulous women in my life!

Thank you Girls, especially April, for Saturday night! I had a wonderful time.

And thanks to the gals who were there in spirit as well. You were missed!



(Cake by Mandy, Cake photo by April, Group photo by Hosea)

Weeks Disappearing

I'm absolutely baffled by how much time has passed since I last posted. Days are going by at warp speed right now. So many things I'm excited to talk about here, but the writing seems to go on mostly in my head and never makes it to paper or screen.

Speaking of which, the past couple weeks, for the first time in months, I've honestly missed writing my book. Since I stopped working on it (temporarily) back in November in order to focus on the wedding and the photography business stuff, the moments when I've thought about it have made me feel more guilt than longing. But the desire is back, a little sprout pushing up through the dirt. I miss my characters and am eager to check in and see what they are up to. Hopefully they don't mind waiting around a couple more months for me to (perhaps somewhat timidly) show my face.

I had a dress fitting yesterday. Dress fittings aren't what they are cracked up to be (at least if your idea of what they are cracked up to be is the same as mine was, which was that they'd make me feel Glamorous and Tended To). Pins got stuck in my arm. And I discovered I have armpit fat that likes to make itself known only when I'm sporting the fanciest thing I've ever owned. And I think I know now why corsets used to make girls "swoon."

Dang thing better look good on the big day, that's all I'm saying.

This photo is of a bride I photographed recently who appeared to actually be able to breathe in her gown. Lucky little thing.