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A Road Trip in my Imagination

Today after a crazy workout at the gym we went to Target for some pacifiers because somebody likes to throw her pacifiers when she goes down for a nap and they mysteriously disappear. For real. We can’t find them anywhere. They’ve gone into the abyss that is Zoe’s crib. I digress. So we were leaving Target and there were two ladies, one with a folder, standing and staring down customers as they were leaving. Survey ladies. Shit. I accidentally made eye contact. Shit times 2. I was hot. I was sweaty. I just busted my BUTT at the gym. Yes, of course I’ll take your survey. Awesome. But, they promised it would be quick so I put on a happy face and obliged them their survey. It was only 2 questions..,

First question: If you found out that you won a trip to Hawaii and you had to leave immediately, what would the first 5 items that you packed be?

My response: A toothbrush, underwear, bras, swimsuits, and diapers.

That’s literally the first five things that came to my mind. Is something wrong with me? What about packing clothes? Or shoes?

Second question: If you could go for on a road trip anywhere, where would you go, who would you go with, and what kind of music would you listen to?

My immediate response: Somewhere out west, west of Colorado, maybe Northwest, or I would go Southwest, New Mexico maybe? Oh! The Grand Canyon! Washington State! Oregon! Oh…the possibilities! Idaho! Mountains! Um, I would take my husband or one of my best girlfriends, definitely not her {as I looked at Zoe in the cart} at this age, and I would listen to probably all different types of music.

That was it. They thanked me for my time. I walked to my car, put Zoe in her car seat, backed out of my spot and got lost in my imagination. It’s always been my dream to go out west. Honestly, I would love to live out west some where. Aside from the 2 years that I spent living in Michigan, I’ve lived in Florida for as long as I can remember. I know that people want to live in Florida for the beaches…but, if you don’t like heat {and I don’t} and you hate humidity {which I do}, then Florida isn’t really the place for you. I’ve dreamed of living out west for as long as I can remember. I see pictures of mountains and I salivate. Pictures of the Grand Canyon make me start brainstorming how to get out there. I get a jealous twinge every time I read stories about peoples lives in the Northwest. I mean, wouldn’t you?

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Look at that! I that’s Colorado. This one’s Oregon. Don’t you want to see that? In real life?

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Oh, the Grand Canyon! The beauty of the Grand Canyon. I’ve heard it’s absolutely breathtaking. I want my breath to be taken away standing on the rim. I would LOVE to hike down into the Canyon.

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And Utah. Who would have ever thought that Utah could be so beautiful?

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When I was at camp on of my really good friends one summer wanted to live in Idaho. I remember thinking, “Who the heck even lives in Idaho…much less wants to MOVE there?” But then I googled it, and I understood.

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What about whale watching off the coast of Washington? Doesn’t that sound AMAZING?!?!?!? Ugh! I wanna go!!!!!!!! Goodness gracious! I’ve heard that you can rent kayaks and go out into specific bays where whales like to visit. Can you imagine being in a kayak when a humpback whale pops up out of the water and slaps his tail down on the water. Can you imagine that?

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And this next picture just makes me want to pick up a backpack and go hiking through the mountains, if only to have lunch beside this river. Oregon has a special beauty to it that is all it’s own….or, at least, that’s what it seems like in pictures.
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So…that’s me, that’s my fantasy road trip. Now it’s time for you to take the survey! Again, the questions are: 1) IF you were going to Hawaii and you had to leave immediately, what are the first 5 items that you would pack? 2) If you could go on a road trip anywhere, where would you go, who would you bring, and what type of music would you listen to?

Happy Tuesday everybody!

PS- For the record, if Zoe was a little bit older I would totally have included her on the road trip. She was disqualified simply because of her age. =)

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I’m up WAY past my bedtime

It’s 11:47pm. I should be sleeping right now. My mind is racing and I can’t get it to stop. Literally. I’ve tried all my tricks. Nothing is working.  After laying in bed for over an hour I figured I should just come downstairs and write, maybe then I’ll be able to fall asleep. I am going to pay for this tomorrow. The first 2 hours in the morning are going to be spent wishing that I’d been able to go to sleep on time. Don’t worry…I will squelch the desire for sleep with Diet Coke until I am wide awake. Or at least until 10am when Zoe takes a nap.

Why can’t I sleep? Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I took a nap during the first half of the Duke basketball game. Maybe it’s because Brad is passed out snoring in bed… and if I don’t fall asleep before him then it takes a while. Or, maybe it’s because not one, but two…TWO…people asked me to take family photographs for them. Holy friggin’ crap. Two completely different people in ONE DAY asked me if they could hire me, HIRE ME, to do a photo shoot of their family. As in, they want to pay me for my work.

Oh.My.God.

I’m sure I sounded cool, calm and collected when I responded “Um, HECK YES!!! I would LOVE to take pictures of your family”. I’m sure that sounded pretty professional. Right? {Humor me and tell me it did…}

So, since then, my mind has been racing. I can’t concentrate on anything other than my upcoming photo shoots. Shots I want to get, research I need to do, props. Do they want props? What kind of props should I get? One family is just a hubby/wife combo and the other is hubby/wife/18 month old. I think he’s about 18 months. He’s a toddler. How do I shoot a toddler? I know how to do a baby.  What can I do to keep a toddler entertained? I need to do research. Big time. Will they like my ideas? Will I capture their personalities? Will my pictures be good? Do they know that this is one of my dreams? To be a photographer. To capture life on film. To catch that moment, when all is right with the world…or so it seems…and to be able to frame it. Will I be able to do that? Will I look silly as I stand there trying to think of ways to pose them, shots to take? Will my flow…flow? Will I freeze?

Ok…breathe… 1, 2, 3….breathe…

What about editing? Professional photographers EDIT their pictures. I don’t know how to edit to save my life. 99% of the pictures you see on this blog or on my Facebook are “what you see is what you get”. The other 1% is “edited” in Picknik. It’s the tool that Flickr gives you. It doesn’t count as legit editing. I promise you. Photographers know how to use Photoshop. Rebecca, does not. Granted, I’m not too sure they expect edited pictures…but….still, it’s nice to be able to do something in that department. I’ve gotta figure out Gimp. I’ve just got to.

Breathe. Just breathe.

Do you know what means more to me than any part of this? That somebody saw the pictures that I take of Zoe and thought, “She’s good. I wonder if she’ll take our picture.” I don’t care about the “hiring” part. Not at all. Not now. Don’t get me wrong, it is incredibly exciting to think that somebody wants to pay me for my work. But, I’m still too new. Too unsure of myself. Too worried that I’ll take an hours worth of shots and they won’t like any of them. I certainly don’t want them to feel like they threw money down the drain. But still, they had a thought, “I want to get some pictures of my family”….and then they thought of me. That is overwhelming to me. Overwhelming and immensely exciting. I am one happy {and now very tired} lady.

Ok. I had to get this out of my system. I had to share it with somebody and I knew I would feel awful for waking up Brad. So, thanks for listening to me as I unload. I think I can go to bed now…it’s 12:48…Lord have mercy, I’m going to pay for this in the morning!