from 10,000 feet

i’ve always wanted to be able to tell you i’m blogging from thousands of feet above the earth, and guess whaaaaaaaat?

i am.

{let’s take a second while my dorky self revels in the moment….ahhhhhhhh} there.

so yes folks, from high above denver, i type, “HELLO!”

let’s set the scene : it’s 10:30 at night, pitch black except for the flashing of the red lights out on the wing. two cups of coffee later, my night owl self is in it’s element. i type next to a sleeping tween {who, if possible, is doing her best to sleep walk in her seat without actually walking. currently, she’s doing her best to crawl inside the front seat pocket. for reals.} and next to her a middle aged man rocking out on some iPad jam app, playing the air drums with huge red headphones as the cherry on top {dj in the houuuuse} the hum of the airplane air supply system hisses as it recirculates our germy air over, and over, and over, annnnnd…..too much detail. and now i’m grossed out. as i’m sure you are too. let’s move on shall we? i think yes.

i’ve been in wyoming all weekend shooting a wedding, and while i don’t market myself as a wedding photographer, i still end up doing a handful each year. weddings are fun, but they’re also tiring. not in an i’m-sleepy sort of a way, but in an i-just-got-run-over-by-a-bus sort of a way {am i right fellow photogs? word to yo’ mutha.} it’s a photographer workout that’s fo’ sho.’

but i got some fun shots {previews to come}, saw some old friends, met some new one’s and enjoyed my time being kidless for the weekend 🙂 sometimes a mama needs a break, even if it comes in the form of work {word again y’all? word.}

{iphoneography. *real* camera pics to come.}

i will say, weddings do get to the mama in me. not the ceremony so much, but i absolutely hate the mother/son dance and the father/daughter dance because i see myself on that dance floor in 14+/- years. and while i want my kids to grow up and get happily married and have beautiful families of their own. i don’t. because {as usual} i’m selfish. i’m a selfish human being that wants her kids to stay little. forever. {what?} so, i got all teary eyed and happy all at the same time and blah, blah, blah. and really, time truly does go so very fast.

so here’s some cliche advice for you as i soar above the earth {yeah. that’s right.} : live in the moment. and enjoy that moment. and savor that moment. because in a moment? that moment’s gone. for good. except for the lingering memory that holds on {this would be the perfect time for me to plug just how important it is to have your family photographed to help preserve those moments, but i’ll resist}

and there, i’m done with my speech for the night. nothing you haven’t heard before. just repetition because that’s how we learn. through repetition. so i’ll say it again,

live in the moment. enjoy that moment. savor that moment. because in a moment? that moment’s gone.

deep thoughts flowin’ from 10,000 feet {is that how high planes fly? cause i’m totally guessing right now, bahaha!}

and i’ll leave you with this :

happy monday friends, it’s good to be back!