Every post since you know when has been about you know who. I was always sure that I would never be the type of grandparent that would bore people to death with seemingly insignificant stories about their progeny or somehow manage to bring up their name in most every conversation. However, I never knew how absolutely wonderful my little sack of sugar would be or how interested the world would be in every facet of his life. I do still have a life that does not revolve completely around that certain butter bean, so this post will address that life.
Let's start with personal goals. I don't make New Year's resolutions because I have a rebellious streak that kicks in the minute I HAVE to do something, even if it's my idea. Nobody is going to tell me what to do, including myself. Since Kenny and I both turn 49 in a matter of weeks, I've gotten a little introspective and am thinking that instead of celebrating 50, I am going to celebrate the 50th year, starting on my 49th birthday. This will include acheiving some goals that I have been reluctant to set. So, in light of self improvement, I have to trick myself and dangle some carrots. I've been discouraged lately about my lack of focus on improving my photography skills. Getting kinda lazy. So I've found a program that I really want but don't know how to use. I'm going to buy it and it will be totally useless until I start working on that particular skill. I have a trip to New York planned for June and I aim to be ready to use everything I've learned.
Another is getting into better shape. Everyone who knows me knows that I hate to get my heart rate up for anything that resembles physical excercise. The only thing that I care to make my heart pound about is the prospect of a good meal or a great flea market. Carrot...cruise. A fancy pants Transatlantic crossing (think Titanic without Leonardo or the iceberg) This is something Kenny and I have talked about doing for a long time and we thought it would be a nice addition to our "goodbye to youth" year. This will mean wearing something that will require more thought than jeans and a SMS spirit shirt. The idea of wearing a bathing suit is not so bad because you can drape a towel to the edge of the pool, drop it and jump in. This has to do with formal dinners and the formal wear that goes with them. I don't have a lot of formal dresses, none in fact, unless you count my mother of the bride dress. This means that I will be borrowing dresses from my daughter. So either lose weight & slim down or buy new dresses. Even more than that, I don't want to wear spanx at dinner to hold it all in because I won't be able to eat as much. My exact strategy here is only known to a select few. Too embarrassing if I get lazy and give up. I also don't want encouragement because to me it sounds like pressure to keep it up. Just ignore my efforts and let me work on it without any notice. Thanks.
Since the kids have left, I've been getting busy with a few shoots. I've done 4 in about 4 weeks, and 3 of those were in a week. Busy, busy.
The first was a family shoot. Several generations and families traveling from different states and continents to celebrate a late Christmas, birthdays and the birth of a new baby.
The next was my monthly shoot of my sweet friend's grandson, Leyton. He's now 5 months old. I can't believe it.
This is a bridal I did in what felt like sub-freezing temps (it was close). She was a trooper and you couldn't even see the chill bumps on her arms. More pictures after the wedding, March 12.
My last was a belly shoot of my neighbor. I know I've already said that we have the best neighbors in the world, but it bears repeating. I'm so excited about having another baby boy to love on and shoot. Truett (aka Crash) will be here in a few weeks, so stand by for lots of cute NEW newborn pics. Can you believe she is due in 3 weeks?
I hope you noticed that there was no mention of the new love of my life. If you really want to know what's going on with him, check out his mom's blog.
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