The Shift

Another reason I am extremely choosy about who I photograph is this nasty little slide that naturally happens in a photographer/client relationship.  It has to do with people being blinded by the initial euphoria of "we did all that work and we got something out of it. YAY!"  Which changes as they see the pictures over and over as they are deciding what to order the shine rubs away and they see the photos for what they are, which is .. just photos of some people in a moment of time.  People that can retain the memory of how hard it was to get these moments in the first place and remember we didn't have unlimited time, light, or patience are the people I enjoy photographing the most.  We both know it was a race.  It was what it was. And they appreciate it even after they realize the photos could indeed have been better... if only we had complete control over everything.

Night Night MOMMY!!!!

Steve tells me that the boys' favorite joke when I'm not here to help put them to bed is to call Daddy Mommy when its time to say night night.  They both crack up and say "Night night MOMMY" repeatedly, thinking their joke is the funniest joke that has ever been made about anything.

They are SUCH boys.

Stories

Stories hit me so much harder than life.  Or so much more straight to the gut.  Don't get me wrong, i'm present with my family, but when they are asleep or off on some adventure its just me and the world, give me a story anyday and please don't break my heart with it!

Re-reading a lot of the novels from my beginnings in being a book addict, with older eyes and somewhat different priorities.  All I cared about that I was conscious of in reading at the time were the characters and the love story.  Now, character is doubly important and the love story is seen with different eyes.  That said, while I'm happily discovering some that I passed on when I was a kid with delight, I'm impressed with how I'm still basically drawn to the same stories as I was as a kid.  I didn't know why one appealed over the other - back then I liked when the heroine was in danger and the hero saved the day.  Now I'm not so feminist minded that I don't appreciate a good moment, but I find the plots with more stolen looks, fingertips brushed much more romantic.  But... you know, I loved those most when I was a kid too, i just WISHED they would have thrown in a little white knight moment.  ;)

Kindle for iPad is my friend.

Who do you Think you Are?

There's a show on TV called Who do you Think You are? where celebrities get their ancestry done. Shockingly enough, Ancestry.com seems to be quite a sponsor.  Anyway I love it (mostly).  Steve hates is (he doesn't care about celebrities, what makes their ancestry special, etc etc).

BUT I decided somehow, someday, if the internet hasn't died due to nuclear war or the horses of the apocalypse aren't riding around spreading the last days of the earth, that my great great grands will most likely find this blog.  (Hint to great great grandchildren - there is a much more wordy blog at burntfudge.blogspot.com).

We ALL know ancestry research will be and will continue to be very different in the future.  The first time I heard that kind of talk it was about pictures - we just take so many more pictures.  And that was BEFORE digital photography took hold someone was talking about that.  So obviously we have facebook with constant glimpses into ancestors lives... if... hmmm, I suppose they close accounts eventually huh?  Well I'm sure SOMEONE has thought of the idea of preserving history to get money out of relatives later to see my every facebook whine.  (I actually think thats awesome, I'm not sure why I'm making it sound awful.  It would be awful to lose that history I think)

Anyway, the idea that somewhere down the line my kids, grandkids etc will eventually inherit my fascination with all things history - in particular people, in particular my own people.  And WOW will they have some material to look thru.  Not that different from finding an ancestor's diary, but still - I think its going to be cool.

So cutee great great grandkids, how are you?  I love you ;).

April Showers

This last Saturday Night Service at Lake marks the first Sunday in Four years that Steve and I didn't have to take turns in the nursery because the boys couldn't handle it, or take turns staying home because kids were sick, or get paged in the middle of service because boys couldn't handle it.  As soon as Jack had overcome his sensitivity to nursery, Finn created one.

Saturday Night service has changed to be something really cool and community oriented, it's all coming together. (insert A-Team theme music here)