Okay. I'm going to exhibit my true dorkiness for one quick second.
**JASMINE STAR just left a comment on my blog.**
There are a couple photographer's whose blogs I check on a daily basis. [b]ecker, Jessica Claire, Jennifer Skog, Mike Colon, David Jay, and Jasmine Star's. So excuse me for doing a momentary "happy dance" (a la Chandler Bing). Eeeeps!! I am such a dork that I actually called my husband to squeak wildly. He didn't understand my garbled squawks of excitement.
"Honey, I can't understand you. Who did what and where?"
"JASMINE STAR! BLOG! ME! OHMY!"
"Is she a photographer?"
*dead silence on my end for a moment as I tried to think of a way to let my husband know what it meant.*
"Imagine that Michael Shumacher (F1 fame) emailed you. It's kind of like that." [note: Husband is a racecar driver]
"Oooooooooooooh...."
After reading over this, I have the feeling I look like an absolute dork. My apologies. But it's always an amazing thing when someone who you admire takes a moment out to say something to you. Especially if it's encouraging. :) So thank you Jasmine Star, you made my day.
BACK TO REALITY. (What I was originally going to post about...)
It seems that most of my blogs begin with the BEEP of my alarm clock. Probably because that is how my days begin. This morning, the inevitable happened, and I wailed into my pillow as I banged the offending clock off the dresser. My husband had already gone running and I could hear him cheerily singing through the warm haze of the bathroom. I am *not* a morning person. Only if I am going to Disneyland or leaving for a wonderful trip will I willingly wake up at an early hour. Today was not such a day. I contemplated howling across the hallway to my husband to be quiet so that I could pretend that today was tomorrow. He sounded so happy singing songs from Rent that I didn't. I just oozled my way back into my comforter and bemoaned my sad fate.
"Oooof!" My husband had jumped onto the bed and hugged me tightly. I somehow had dozed back to sleep and was prepared to pop him in the noggin for waking me back up.
"I love you." He whispered into my hair, nuzzling his scruffy face close to me. "I love you so much."
I mumbled something back and buried my face in my pillows to hide my ridiculously wide, leprechaun grin. He bounded down the stairs and out the door on his way to work and I left for work this morning smiling like none other.
I love my husband.
Now. I just realized that I went on a tangent. That's not what this post was supposed to be about. LOL. This is so typical me. I try to keep myself on course, but I veer wildly in conversations/emails, etc. So let me state quickly what I am excited about this weekend.
1) It is a three day weekend. Hooray for our President's!
2) I have two engagement sessions this weekend, so lots of new pictures later on! Both couples seem like such wonderful people, I really can't wait to meet them.
3) My sister is in town from LA and might be assisting me tomorrow.
4) Jasmine Star left a comment and my husband rocks!
I love everyone today! :)