I like to write things, eat things, and shoot things. When I'm not snapping wedding photos, I'm working on a new novel. I'm rep'd by Josh Adams, agent extraordinaire. I post Mondays about everything under the sun. Some secrets, some book love, a lot of writing inspirations.
*Two months ago I told myself December would be easy street. No shoots, no clients, no stress.
Apparently the little me, inside the bigger me, that can't seem to ever say NO, didn't get the memo. Still busy here in my photog-cave.
*Two weeks ago I didn't know that people went to clubs and danced to anything other than top 40 pop. Apparently the Club Omni in Provo misguided me on that one. Clubbing at New York's Pacha was an eye-openening experience to say the least.
Now I'm wiser and cooler because I've tasted the musical delights of DJ Kaskade.
*Two days ago I would've never thought a bff from high school would get married in my front room a week before Christmas. See the trend here, people? Of course I was wrong. My bestie is engaged to a man who found out he has terminal brain cancer. Thus the speedy wedding. Unfortunately in late December there aren't a lot of open venues that are free (medical bills can put such a damper on wedding plans). So in 24 hours I'll be throwing the biggest, bad-A, wedding my house has ever seen. For real. (please say those last two words like you're from Huntsville, Alabama)
*Two hours ago I looked at my to-do list for the next two days and wanted to die. That's for real. But with the help of some awesome PG lady friends, I think I'm going to make it through this week. Thanks gals
*Two things I still need: If you're in the mood to make a kick-A (small two-tier wedding cake) or have a darling "MR." and "Mrs." sign, would you give me a call?
This past weekend, Mark and I went with the lovely Bjarnsons of the Pleasant Grove Bjarnsons to New York City. And I'll say, we took the city by storm...or, by foot. We walked all over Manhattan. Which was a good thing for two reasons.
1. It helped off-set all the glorious food I shoved into my body over the course of 48 hours (see image below.)
2. NYC taxis and I do not get along so well. Motion sickness is never fun to experience when you're trying to take in the sights and smells of the big apple. (Why is it called that again? I didn't find anything apple-ish about New York.)
Being in New York during the Holiday season was exciting-cold-busy-body-to-body-packed raging fun! We went to Carmine's for italian, Junior's for cheesecake, Carnegie Deli for pastrami and corned beef, and Macaron Cafe for Macaron (yes, that's Macaron and not macaroon. So different, and so so so much better...I'm craving these delights!)
Times square, Rockefeller Plaza, Central Park, 5th Ave, Empire State Building, and (one of my favs) the MET!
I'm so grateful for the wonderful friends that we have. We had such a blast seeing New York with the Bjarnsons and kicking it at the Kaskade concert. Believe me, Tracy and I were the modest-hottest women there. And I was dancing like it was 1999 and I was still cool.
But my favorite evening was when we ate at Joe's Pizza in Greenwich Village. I feel a bit cooler because it's supposed to be Ben Affleck's favorite pizza place in all of NYC and, as you can see from the picture below, Tracey and I became instant bffs with the guys from Joe's.
I heart NEW YORK!
And last, but certainly not least, here is a little video of us in Central Park:
Ok, on a not so blasphemous side note, when Clint (the real name of the above mentioned) came over, Teddy, my ever-curious four-year-old, asked him if he could walk on water, "because the real Jesus can walk on water."
Clint said, "No."
So Teddy proceeded to tell Clint all about Jesus.
I just stood back and smiled bigger than I had in a long time. I love my little guys!
