When I was little, I used to pretend I was a horse. Or a wolf. Sometimes a tiger. Whatever suited my fancy. I was one of thooose girls. I didn't really play with dolls or put on lipstick and wear my mom's heels. Instead, I created elaborate stories in my head and played them out for hours, sometimes days, until the story was complete.

As I got older, I thought for a time that I wanted to be a writer. Instead of acting out the stories in my imagination, I tried to put them on paper. I would sit down and start these grand novels, only to begin another one after a few chapters in the first. I had every intention of finishing them. I just... never did. Apparently writing isn't my strong suit.

Then I found a camera. Jackpot. I found a way to stop time. To tell real stories. The kind of stories that should be remembered. Need to be remembered. Stories full of life and love that beg to be preserved and shared.

So I guess you could call me a story teller. A really, really ridiculously blessed and happily married story teller who can't cook but laughs a lot and has three dogs. I love my life.

And I'd love to tell your story : )

Back in Action

There was snow falling outside when I woke up for the second time this morning. (The first time was to make coffee for Jake and kiss him goodbye before he left for work. When you’re pregnant you get to go back to sleep after that.) As I laid there with my head sunken in the pillow, watching the big flakes sprinkle down from the sky out my window, I started thinking. (Which is something I’ve been doing a lot of lately. Because when all you can do is lay in bed for three months, you think a lot.) It went something like this…

I’m 14 weeks pregnant today! And boy do I love Jake. There’s no possible way I could have made it through the first trimester without him taking care of my every need, and going to the store to get all my random cravings, currently of which are Fruity Pebbles and these awesome gluten free burritos from Whole Foods. I have to get out of bed. Ugh. I have sooo much work to catch up on. But I’m so cozy… Down comforters really are the best. And it’s snowing outside. Mother Nature needs to make up her mind, more so in the direction of spring instead of the random winter tantrums. The dogs probably need to go outside. I wish they wouldn’t bark at the neighbors every time we let them out. I don’t want people to be afraid of them. How many bowls of Fruity Pebbles did I have yesterday? I wonder how realistic Grey’s Anatomy is versus really working in a hospital. And it’s too bad Harry Potter isn’t real. I could use a wand to organize my office right now. Oh yeah, there’s a baby growing inside of me! No one tells you how much being pregnant hurts, though. They should really warn you a little more. Ok, I really need to get out of bed now…

Fortunately, for the first time in what feels like a verrry long time, I really actually made out of bed to get back to work! This is an extremely good thing, because you can only watch so much TV and read so many books and do so much thinking before you start to go a little stir crazy. (As you can clearly see from my random thought process.) The morning sickness isn’t totally gone yet, and I’m still getting over the last of an awful cold virus I got last week, but the point is, I’M BACK! Back to the blog, back to editing (LOTS of editing), back to actually communicating in the real world and not being stuck talking to my dogs and the TV all day.

And I just have to give a shout out to all my clients right now, for being so kind and patient with me, for being so understanding! I really have the best clients in the world :) To prove it, here’s a little peek at everything coming soon to a blog near you! (That would be this blog, just fyi.)