I would love to show you all of the fun we had this Christmas, but I barely picked up my camera the entire weekend. I am already regretting the lack of pictures I took, but this year was unforgettable none the less.
(Matts Dad got a video camera so we have lots of it on film. Yay!)
GIRAFFES. And lots of them. Seriously, a ton. WOODY. This boy sure loves Toy Story. A chair for movie watching. A TENT. Books and puzzles galore. Some hip rags. A sweatshirt from Shauna and a sweater from Grandma. TRICYCLE. Bubbles.
A car jack. a very heavy one. Coats, sweaters and tees. KNIVES. A chef can never have too many. A beater. Matt makes a lot of whipped cream. Im not kidding. XBOX LIVE.
Black Ops Game. Im a black ops window. Protein shake mix.
Bath stuff. Mmm. L SERIES LENS. Yikes. Nordstrom gift card. Pink sweater and hair accessories. Thanks Shauna. PELICAN camera case. So radical.
Battery pack. Shoes.
As you can see, we were all very spoiled by our families. We had a great holiday and hope that you did too.
Sometimes I am really hard on myself. I look at the skills and talents I have and I compare them to other people and I find myself coveting their creativity. I shouldn't do it. But I do.
I start to wonder, "Am I good enough? Should I keep going at this?"
Then darn it, I get a complaint or two (luckily it has only happened twice) and it tips the scale. I start to really believe that I should just sell my camera, put away all my ideas, hang up the "closed" sign and give up.
Today was one of those days. I felt utterly miserable about my creative outlook and photography skills. Frustration really blankets all other emotions, doesn't it?
Just as I am about to collapse and call it quits I receive a few morsels of "thanks" and a bright "You are amazing!" from pleased and happy clients. It was all I needed. Then I took a look back at a few pictures that I am proud of and I remembered. I HAVE to do this. Its a gift given to me and I am not supposed to just "hide it under a bushel." I need to let my light shine for all to see. I am commanded to do so.
So, Ill keep on truckin'. Taking pictures of things that make me and others happy.
Last year we tried treating them with some vet-prescribed steroids that ended up making them drip pee all day long. Not a good solution. We prefer clumps of hair over puddles on our carpet any day.
This year, I don't know what I am to do. Move to a more humid climate? Okay.
Reasons why I love this photo: 1. Brizzy never looks at the camera. NEVER. So funny. We have to trick her every time. 2. When I bought a down comforter I swore the rule was "no dogs allowed." That lasted about a week. I love cuddling with the dogs over pure-white duvets. 3. Brimley. He is so happy and peppy all the time. Cant you tell he's smiling in this pic? Best doggy ever.
Its been a rough few months. I try not to complain because I have it pretty darned good. But here I go anyway.
I have had a lot of work to do. Not only do I have my own photography to worry about, but I have started a new job with a marketing company that is starting to use me more and more. I wanted to get going with this months ago, but I just couldn't find the time. I'm starting to feel guilty about it and hoping that we can take off in early January.
The weather is so dreary. My mood is highly motivated by the seasons so as you can imagine I'm in a "stay home and nap all day" kind of mood. Its not very flattering on me.
Neither is this hack. I'm pretty sure Sam and I haven't allowed a silent minute to pass between our horrible coughing fits. We have been sick since we got home from Arizona. The drastic change in weather and hours in a contagious-disease-hub-of-an-airport probably didn't help at all.
Matty is amidst finals week. We do our best to leave him alone and let him study, but both Sam and I crave his attention. Poor guy. He's juggling a lot right now.
I miss my friends. I swear, when the winter hits I turn into this crabby-hermit-woman with no desire to "social butterfly" myself in the least. If I could hibernate with the bears and squirrels, I totally would. And don't you dare say I would miss Christmas, because the fact is I have never really enjoyed this holiday much.
Call me Scrooge. Go ahead, its been done before.
I don't like shopping. I don't like crowds. I don't like decorating and I really don't like Christmas music. At all. I envy people a lot this time of year because they all seem so jolly and merry and I just cant get into it.
So there you have it. My "pity me" post. Trust me, you have already done enough sympathizing just reading this pathetic complaint to the end.
Now, go have a Merry Christmas and Ill see you in the Spring.
Matt's good friend Colton came to visit us after Thanksgiving. He was only able to stay a few days, so we packed them full of Seattle stuff. We visited the Fish Locks, Kerry Park, Dick's, The Aquarium and Deception Pass. We had tons of fun.
Sam could not figure out the Diver in the aquarium. He stared at her for probably 5 minutes in a trance. Silly boy.