backwards

The other day one of the blogs that I watch was like, "Hey, want a free sample to try this new brand/product?"... and I was like, "Yes!... actually, I do!".
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... then it turns out you have to like the companies fb page to request a free sample.
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[squinty eyes/shaking head]...
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see this is NOT how it should work.  I should not have to like your page, and then get the sample... I should be able to get the sample, like it so much that I THEN decide to like the fb page...

gah.

I have loved fb since I got addicted 8 years ago in college, but seriously?  Lately all my newfeed gives me is info on the shit that I have liked... where are my friends, why aren't they up there, and newsflash, I have no money to spend on your junk!

Grr...

-mrp-

also this

... I took this at the last wedding we were at up in St. Joe, Michigan... it was freezing, but so pretty!

and ya know... since I'm already wasting time, I figured I'd go ahead and add this :).

-mrp-

productivity of the self employed

I am most productive when I am avoiding something...

Example:
yesterday I
-vaccumed
-gave the dog a bath
-stripped the bed and laundered the sheets
-washed some other pillows
-went to the farmers market
-uploaded a senior session
-check fb a million times

what I was avoiding was working on editing a wedding

today I have
-painted a few papers for a future project
-made bread in the bread maker [okay, this only took like 10 minutes tops :)]
-did a load of laundry
-opened and inspected an album that was delivered [yay!]
-took a shower
-cleaned a little bit off my dinning table
-wrote a quick blog
-checked groupon
-checked fb a million times

still avoiding culling and editing that wedding

Although today I did get a few hours of the wedding in... so that's good.  And don't get me wrong, I LOVE my job.... I LOVE photographing weddings, and I even LOVE editing those images! [you get to see so many details that you missed because I doing the job takes precedence over getting emotional at the groom crying/bride blushing etc.].

BUT, it doesn't have that short task instant gratification.  It will probably take me 8+ hours to fully edit, color correct and enhance a wedding.  So... not a quick job... oh well...

Must.get.back.to.wedding....

-mrp-

m + r = 2

And despite what the crazies on facebook are saying, that does not mean that we're pregnant with twins... [thank the Lord].

But we have survived being married for 2 whole years... :).

I'm a lucky girl.

“The human body is the best work of art.” ― Jess C. Scott

As a portrait photographer, I often encounter people who don't like this or that about their bodies.

And although I know there is always room for improvement, it really makes me sad.  I recently came across this website: http://www.bodyheart.com/

And although I didn't read a ton on the site, I did come across one woman, who makes a conscious effort to say how she likes her body in front of her little girl.  She talks about how that was never said in front of her, and about how when it isn't said, we sometimes start to believe we should never be happy with our bodies.  We should always hate our hips, or think our feet are too big, or our cheeks are too fat, etc.

I was thinking back to how I grew up, and I thought... damn, my mother was soo, sooo good at teaching me to love myself.

When she was young, my mom had surgery on her leg to remove a cantaloupe sized tumor [I think].  It left a scar all down her left calf, and although I noticed when I was young that she rarely wore shorts outside our house, she never once said anything about how she "hated her scar".  As I grew older, and tried to convince her to wear a knee length skirt, she explained that she didn't really like showing off the scar, but it was never in a "I hate this part of my body" type way.

And I think the way she went about that while we were growing up, really shaped how I love my body.  I love my nose, and my cheeks, and my chin, and my thighs, and my butt, and my fat calf's [although, that does pose a bit of a problem for buying skinny jeans, and taller boots].

I can remember being in high school and saying something along the effect of being dissatisfied with my hair, or something else, and my mother telling me I was fine, and perfect.

As long as you are living a healthy life style and taking care of your body... I really do think that it's okay to not hate any part of your body.  To love it all.  To be satisfied with how God made you.  He created your nose, your hips, your feet... he created you, and could you really say, "God, my nose, what the hell were you thinking?"... he would say to you, I created you just the way I wanted you to be and I love you that way.

-mrp-

Edit: HA!, the woman who's story I read about [one sentence actually], was Kate Winslet... she's so cool. http://www.bodyheart.com/2012/09/28/are-you-proud-of-your-body/