I confess..

Linking up with Mamarazzi over at Dandelion Wishes, for the first time, today. = )

I confess..
I hand wash all my dishes even though I have a perfectly good working dishwasher. I use it only to hold the dishes to dry.

I confess..
if I want something..anything, I have to bite my tongue to keep from ‘casually mentioning’ it to G-man, because, he will get it for me, no matter what it is.

I confess..
when he randomly calls me up and asks if I want an iPad, Bose noise cancellation headphones, camera lens, ect…I have to tell him no. Even though I really want them, I still say no because he will buy it all. And it is hard!

I confess..
I love him oh so much, and not just because he likes to buy me things, but because he really is the most sweet hearted generous caring man, I know….and he’s pretty darn cute to me.

I confess..
I don’t understand when other bloggers complain about getting mean and rude anonymous comments. You have the power to change your settings to prevent people from leaving anonymous comments but yet you complain month after month about getting one after another.

I confess..
I always wonder if they just like complaining about them to get attention and sympathy from other bloggers and their readers.

I confess..
I’ve always wanted to be pregnant and to know what it feels like to be pregnant. Always!

I confess..
about 50% of my days, I don’t want kids..which contradicts the whole pregnancy thing.

I confess..
I hang up mid sentence on bad customer service reps and call back pretending I get disconnected, just so I can talk to someone much better..and it works every time.

and I confess..
Every time I spell the words ‘every’ and ‘time’ I put them together. My brain keeps thinking its 1 word and I believe they should just go ahead and make it 1 word. everytime… <—who’s with me?!

Wow, that was kinda fun.

Have a super duper great weekend, everyone!!

oh and please know, I’m not talking about you regarding the blogger/comment thing. I have never heard any of you complaining about it….just others.

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Preggo photoshoot

As I’ve been mentioning, my friend…let’s call her Erin, invited me along on a photo shoot of hers and I jumped at the idea. Figuratively of course.

I didn’t know what to expect since I’ve never witnessed a professional shoot before, so it was neat being able to soak in how it all worked, all while biting my tongue with a bazillion questions that I wanted to ask. I kept quiet (for the most part) since she was technically working and I didn’t want to disrupt her.

We “scouted” out the location before the couple arrived, looking for the best backgrounds and lighting.


Props were brought and we played around with them a wee bit before they showed up.






Then the couple arrived and they talked.


They walked


And she went to work snapping away.


Towards the end, I was asked to find a spot with the setting sun that didn’t have high school football players in the background…not an easy task I must say, since they were practicing on the field directly in between us and the sun. But I found a perfect spot! Only problem was it was way far away from them and I had to walk (at my slow pace) back, share the location, and have us 4 walk all the way to it. I asked the sun to hold off setting until we got back, but he wasn’t very nice and I swear started to speed up the setting process just to spite me.




Shoot complete. As they wrapped up the business end, I snapped away to catch what sun was left and was eager to get Erin back in front of the camera before it was completely gone.



Did I forget to mention this was going to be a picture overload? Oops, just so you’re prepared, this is a picture overload. …too late??

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