Dear Tomi

We haven’t met, and it’s likely that we never will. The chances of my words even reaching you are probably slim. That won’t stop me from sharing my piece. I’m writing this as I wait for photos to export so I can deliver wedding galleries to my clients, so I’m in a pretty good mood…

I do things alone.

When I lived in North Carolina, I learned to enjoy doing things alone. It’s pretty freeing, honestly. I don’t have to make sure my plans sound good to anyone else, I don’t have to worry about another person’s bodily functions. (This isn’t even about dating. Which, yes, is one of the strangest aspects of the…

#twrdisney

About a month ago, I applied to participate in an event for a foster organization that is trying to change the experience for kids going through the system. Zero expectations left me with the mentality of “what could it hurt” so I applied. Apparently 550+ applications later, I was one of the 22 who were…

They’ll Cherish It All

A few months ago, possibly less than that, I read this article titled “Why I Hate Your Engagement Pictures” and it was one of the saddest things I’ve ever read. Not even coming from a photographer’s perspective. How angry at the world do you have to be that you can’t find some way to be…

It’s goin’ down, I’m yellin’

Tinder! Bet you weren’t expecting that one. It’s been a hot minute since my last post, and if you don’t remember it, don’t worry. It’s not really worth remembering. I had a way too human moment and let the world know it. In general, I don’t consider myself an angry person, there are just times…

The Amy Poehler quote is the point.

I don’t know how it’s already almost April but since it is I really want to share this nugget of truth with my kindred souls that are about to walk out of comfort and into what the world likes to call “adulthood” — otherwise known as “the giant black hole of confusion and naps.” Look,…

I’m 50 Shades of Done with Magic Mike.

Alright, that title probably has you giggling. As it should, because hopefully it’s opening your eyes to some of the worst excuses of movie making our generation has ever seen. I have not and will not ever read 50 Shades of Grey. I will not ever see any of the movies from the franchise. I…

“I wasn’t put on this earth to look good in a swimsuit.”

In case you were/are freaked out by the picture, in no way is this a pregnancy announcement.  That’s a food baby combined with the fact that I needed to use the bathroom and I’m bloated because that is just what women’s bodies do sometimes. Let’s back up a little before I get into the knitty-gritty…

Dogs are people, too.

Anyone who is my friend on Facebook knew this post was coming. I had quite the start to my week. I’m going to rewind to about the second week I got to North Carolina: I met this random girl (let’s call her Brandy) in my apartment complex when she was walking her brand new black…

Lying liars who lie.

Obviously I’ve been AWOL from blogging since Kansas City. In short, I’m supposed to keep a fairly low profile while I’m on this current assignment. I figured that my Facebook and Instagram are private enough that it won’t cause any problems, but blogging got put on the back burner. Also I had way too much…

Can you come back in an hour?

Week one has come and gone. I’ve been in Overland Park for seven days. I’ll be home in five, but just for a week. Then I’m back for another five days of sales training. After that, I’ll either head home until my first assignment or I’ll be shipped off to some region where I have…

I’m losing my touch.

I was in choir for 13 years. It wasn’t until college that the performance dress code was made a bit stricter, meaning the women were required to wear control top pantyhose underneath our dresses. Whatever, it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. The cool thing was, I never once had a run in my…

You forgot the one thing I told you not to.

I’m generally pretty good about packing for long trips.  My favorite thing to do near the end of the packing experience is send a text to my most trusted people asking, “what am I forgetting?” This exchange actually happened between me and my Santa Barbara hero: What am I forgetting? “Glasses.” No I should be…

I’m not usually a coffee drinker.

It’s not that I hate the stuff, I just wouldn’t choose to drink it on a regular basis. I admit that I’m a total caffeine addict. Not a coffee addict. Yet for some reason, whenever I’m put in an office setting, I can’t get enough coffee in my body. Praise the Maker for the teeth whitening…