A Volleyball Season to Remember

I've been thinking about my BLA volleyball team a lot lately. Recently, when Steve and I went back to FL for graduation, I found out from a player that the "sports awards" night was going to be while we were in town. Suppressing my great irriation that as their coach, I was never contacted about this very night, I decided to surprise my old team and come out. Well, besides the fact that I found the "sports awards" portion of the evening entirely infuriating, and shed quite a few tears of frustration over it after I left - you guys deserved so much more --I wish I had known about it sooner and could have given you all the public kudos you so rightly earned as student athletes......but I digress into an area I wish not to enter.
Regardless, it was good to see my old team again. They were so much fun to coach and while I was initially (when the season started) rolling my eyes at coaching such a motley crew, as the season progressed I came to love each and every one of them very much. They are unique, proud, dynamic young women and I was honored to coach them. Next year, as they scatter throughout the central Florida area, I know that they will do well at their new schools and I know that some of them will definitely excel at volleyball. Their future coaches are very lucky to be gaining such hard-working team members. I love you guys, and best of luck to you all, if any of you are reading this!

Slump'n

I've been in a bit of a creative slump lately. I haven't picked up my camera since I've come back from Michigan. (I suppose it doesn't help that I lost my battery charger on the airplane and my battery is almost dead anyway). Regardless, it's been collecting dust the past few weeks and I've yet to power it back up again.
Tonight I opened up some images from Michigan to play with. AJ is my favorite subject to photograph right now, mostly because he's at a very fun age and will actually look at me occassionally (even if I DO have the camera in front of my face).
This was taken in Michigan....Myself, the boys, and my parents went to a park for a mini shoot and Ayden and I wandered off to this little cemetary. I saw this cool old building - I'm assuming it's where they housed lawn mowers and stuff - hopefully it wasn't just an old mosaleum (sp?).or something - elww. Anyway, it had these awesome blue doors all chipped up and I had to go check it out with AJ. He was pretty much done with pictures by this point, and I had to bribe him with some dusty Pez I found in my camera bag just to get him to sit still for 3 seconds.
This is one of his 2 yr old portraits that I will probably hang in the house somewhere (a big print most likely) and I was playing with different conversions. I'm usually a bw girl, but I liked the blue doors so much I wanted to keep them in. I'm leaning towards the muted color - that way it retains the blue of the door, but has more of a "classic" look to it. This was shot with my 20D, 50mm 1.8 lens...AV 6.0 I think? Not sure on shutter speed.....Opinions?
Going for something different with this last one, but I'm not sure I like it. I like this cross-processed look, but since I don't have anything else like this up in our house, I'm having a hard time picturing it hanging somewhere.

And here he is with his usual demeanor:

He's such a goofball, and very lively. He laughs a lot and is very silly. I imagine he will be the class clown. He can count to 7 in spanish, and can count to about 13 or 14 in English. He knows the alphabet (sort of) and is wicked accurate with a squirt gun. He is a daredevil and will jump off anything, anywhere. He is fearless. He doesn't walk - he never has. Except for his first wobbly days of taking those first few steps (at 9 months old), AJ has spent the majority of his life running, hopping, or skipping.
He is a fun bundle of giggles, grunts, yogurt kisses, and tickles. Can you tell I love this kid?

I plainly have too much time on my hands....

What the ?@#$!"? I am blogging. I am sitting here, typing this, flabbergasted.
I am not a blogger. I am a wife. A mother. A photographer. I do not blog. I am, however, impulsive - and that I suppose, is what landed me here.

First things first: I am a terrible dancer. I have no sense of rythm and only dance when I am completely alone and the music is loud enough to force my body into some sort of convulsions that could be associated with dancing.
I love white wine, mint chocolate chip ice cream, and sushi - but not necessarily together or in that order.
I am stubborn, opinionated, passionate, slow to warm up. But I am loyal and protective of those I love. I feel misunderstood a lot.
I think in images - see life in pictures, feel emotion in colors. I feel vivid on the inside, but come across in grayscale more often than I'd like.
There are very few things that I feel very good at. I am a little bit of this, a little bit of that, but not completely anything. Does that make sense?
I am jaded by organized religion, but am continually on the path to greater Relationship. I'm glad I'm never alone, because sometimes it gets scary out there.

I commonly start things and never finish them.

We'll see how this goes...