not for the faint at heart

after living brown recluse free since october, this morning i met my sworn enemy.

i decided after a restless night sleep, what would be better than a nice shower to wake me. got in, washing my hair (la la te da) and then i glance over to the shower curtain and (dun dun dun) there is a vicious little creature staring right at me! my sworn enemy, you guessed it! the brown recluse. he stared me down with his fangs ready to attack! i screamed in horror feeling trapped inside the shower with the deadly spider. thinking fast, with shampoo dripping off my wet head, i bolted out of the shower, grabbed a towel of course, and ran to the kitchen. i grabbed my weapon of choice: lysol. i ran back to the chamber of death and sprayed my nemesis (die die DIE!). as he shriveled up in shock, i very hesitantly folded him in his coffin of tissue paper. i wanted to make sure he was dead, so i carefully opened the coffin and he wiggled about! (scream!) closed the coffin and smashed it with my fist. alas, he was dead. 

nothing quite wakes you up in the morning like finding a deadly spider in the shower with you. 

unfortunately in my short little life span, this would be the second time this has happened to me. i found one crawling on my towel as it was wrapped around me once. and even got bit by one. we definitely do not get along. and if there are any more, beware little spiders, you will die! (evil laugh!)

hope my horror story entertained you. 

random late night thoughts...

i cannot sleep.

i hate when i am trying to sleep and my mind is racing about 100 mph. over the past week, i have enjoyed a nice relaxing week off. i guess it is only natural that everything would creep back into place at about 1 am. 

what am i thinking about you ask? all of a sudden i pictured myself at the wedding i have coming up. i was thinking about the possible lighting situations, places i should be shooting from, where i need my assistant to be, the flash situation, trying not to be distracting... you get the picture. i am not worried about the wedding. i am just a perfectionist. i want everything to be beyond perfect. 

but moving along...

today i had to refer to my job as michael's assistant as being in the past. and i could have cried right then and there to a complete stranger. i was michael's assistant. and now, i am an assistant teacher. after a week of not seeing michael, i can tell you i am having michael withdraws. seriously. he's quite an amazing kid. 

also, bye bye hair. today i got it cut. so, i won't be getting the old remark, "your hair is getting long" (by the way, thanks for stating the obvious fact that hair grows, my friends. kiss your brains!). i am sure i will get some disappointed looks with fake smiles. ha. but, i don't care. it is cool and cute... like me-- not! ha. 

and. we got wii fit. who knew working out could be so much fun?! 

hmm. betcha didn't care to know all of that did you? 

ok. goodnight. 

so. much. to. do.

kind of an odd feeling when you realize you have tons of pictures of someone (in a non-creepy way of course) and they have like absolutely no pictures of you. 

either you enjoy taking pictures way more or you are just not good enough to have a picture of...

but either way, i find it humorous. in the, i have way too many other things to be concerned about at the present moment than whether or not a person has an equal number of photos of me as i do of them, kind of way. 

this week:

-last week of school

-family portraits to edit

-REVO pictures to finish editing (sorry, sorry, sorry!)

-bridal portraits to take

-purchase photo equip for upcoming project (taking pictures of cell phones for a company)

-starting that project

-need to find a summer job

-sick husband

-doctor's visits

-say goodbye to a precious child named michael :-(

-breathing. 

*sigh*

a tale of two choices: the decision

the day finally came where the burden of the choice was lifted off my shoulders. and as i felt relieved, i felt my heart grow heavy...

as i put michael in his car after school today, his mom said that my director would speak to my regarding the meeting she had with michael's future school. i was quite apprehensive, as i thought through different reasons why my director would be talking to me about it instead of his mom. my director and i walked through the hallway to her office and she told me, i would be staying at st. george's this next year. the family was not able to make the arrangements for next year that would have been most suitable for both me and michael. it would be too big of a risk for me to go with him. 

whereas i am relieved to finally know what i will be doing, i am quite heart broken that i won't be able to see my special little buddy everyday. over the school year, michael has become more than just the child i assist, he has become my friend. i know it may seem silly to have a seven year old friend, but michael is amazing. he has taught me about loving unconditionally and about perseverance. i will miss all the hugs, laughter, joy, all the silly moments, and his love. even if i have to get on to him, he will just look at me and smile, and almost instantly forgive me. he still loves. and i hope that i have has as big of an impact on him that he has had on me. 

i can only hope after the school year that i can maintain my friendship with my little buddy. i am going to miss him so much. 

seis de mayo

me- "how does it feel to be annoyed when you are doing something? well, don't bother me when i'm trying to go to sleep."

nathan- "you don't make money when you sleep."

rachael- "well, i make dreams!"

i feel pretty silly tonight. just thought i'd share. 

nathan took me out for "seis de mayo". it was too crowded for cinco de mayo. 

hope you are having a great night!