Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Sometimes

Sometimes life sucks.  Sometimes the things you want so badly don’t happen.

Sometimes families fall apart.  Sometimes tears happen and pain is so bad it can’t be changed.

Sometimes I want to run and hide.

 

Sometimes hope happens.

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Sometimes the thing we have wanted for years comes true

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Sometimes… sisters get pregnant :)

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Sometimes little sisters get really excited!

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2 weeks from today he is due.  2 weeks from tomorrow I am headed to Florida.

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Sometimes focusing on the positive is the best way to survive the negative.

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Hurry up, Braden!

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Isaac

This little guy is adorable.

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His mom wanted some pictures to celebrate his turning 1.

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pictures not dominated by his big sisters, so we waited until they were in school.

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Apparently he spent the first year of his life either dealing with colic or terrified of strangers. We didn’t have that problem.

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He, like all the littles I have taken pictures of this summer, found things to amuse himself in the world around him.

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Unlike the rest of them, however, this one lost interest in me  quickly.  I took 177 pics in 22 minutes.  Fortunately I loved them all.

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I think I am getting better.  My pictures are coming out more consistently better, my editing is cleaner. 

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I need to work at entertaining the kiddos, but overall?  I like.

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The End.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

The one in where I freak out

There are  currently 3 things going on that are working together in a not-good way.

1. currently we are seriously understaffed at worked, which  means everyone is being STRONGLY encouraged to pick up extra shifts. I am good with this, because I need some extra money, but the phone call telling me that I might not get to take my vacation to see Braden next month was not welcome.  Fortunately it worked out and I am good to go, but it was still stressful. and I am signed up for an extra shift a week until I leave, so…

2.  My current money situation is a little overwhelming… I love owning my own house, and I love taking trips, but right now a bunch of things are needing to be paid for… the shower isn’t draining, I need help clearing the gardens, my CD player in my car won’t work, I need new tires before winter, I just bought a bunch of plane tickets, reserved hotel rooms and bought tickets to a packers game, dad wants me to get my security system installed… the extra shifts will help, (actually I can probably cover most of these things with extra shifts this month which is good ) but extra shifts can’t be counted on and I really need a budget.

3. I am starting my masters program this week.  It took me approx 10 minutes reading my class schedule and reading assignments to start freaking out/having a mini panic attack. how am I going to have time to do all this?  I haven’t done school in 3 years, and I was super blessed the last time I was in school in that I didn’t have to work so I was able to focus only on learning.  Now… I have a life. and a job. crazy.

So here is how it goes.  #1?  means I don’t have a lot of time right now.  but #2? means I need to stick with #1.  But #3?  is going to be time consuming.  which is hard with #1.  ARGH!  My brain is spinning in circles.

 

Here is the part where I say I know it will work out, I know I will be alright with school and working extra never killed anyone and I get a vacation next month to snuggle my nephew-baby and I have more than enough money it is just my tight-wad tendencies that are freaking out, and everything I am doing is worth it and eventually I will be comfortable with school and I will figure out what a concept paper is and I will uncover my house from the grass and I will have a social life at the same time and…

 

breathe, Corrie.  Just breathe.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

One Day

It was a day for the books.  A day where I got to spend time with some of my favorite people, doing one of their favorite things. 

(their, not mine. My favorite thing involves books.)

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BIL Nathan got to shoot his Glock for the first time since he got it for Christmas

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Skeet shooting is apparently a big deal

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They were all much better at it than me

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I gave myself a nice big target, RaDonna gave herself a bunch of little targets.  She knocked them all down. I hit the target 4/15 times.

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The shotgun gave me a bruise, but I did hit ONE skeet thingy!  Granted, I shot it like 30 times, but I was proud of that one time!

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I still like books better than guns.  Just saying

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Love these girls!  It was an awesome day that ended with us laying down on the driveway and staring at the dark sky, followed by blaring country music out of one off  the cars and dancing under the stars.  As much as I hate Florida, some of the best memories are made here. 

(And as much as I love cameras, some of the best memories don’t need pictures… )

Linking up with You Capture.  It almost qualifies as ordinary moments… if ones ordinary moments involves shotgun shells lol.

OHH.  My camera is now flashing ERR 99 to me every time I try to take a  picture.  I might have a nervous breakdown if I can’t get it fixed soon.  As I put on facebook, taking pictures=happy Corrie.  Dead camera=panic attack.  As soon as I get off the plane I am currently on I am heading for the camera shop!

Friday, August 12, 2011

Happiness is…

… looking at other peoples handiwork on the beach…

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…taking pictures of random sights I don’t see in Kansas

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… spending time with my mom

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… enjoying this vacation while dreaming of the next. The one that involves me, my best friend, 2 beach chairs and nothing to do for  3 whole days.

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…life.

linking up late with you capture

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Faith arising

This quote that my momma posted on facebook:
" We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be”
C.S. Lewis
combined with this song that I heard on the way home from work:

have me thinking.  about faith. about trust. about lifting my hands. about maybe giving up the shield called apathy and going back to the scariness of caring. 
Be still, there is a healer
His love is deeper than the sea
His mercy, it is unfailing
His arms are a fortress for the weak
Let faith arise
I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart, these things I remember
You are faithful, God, forever
Be still, there is a river
That flows from Calvary's tree
A fountain for the thirsty
Pure grace that washes over me
So let faith arise

the question becomes,
Do I want to let my faith arise? 
Somehow, I think my answer is changing…

(furthermore, I have actually read my bible this week and am currently loving John 9… the story of the blind man Jesus made see on the Sabbath.  There is something very cool about him trying to convince the pharisees questioning him and them mocking him when he tries to convince them about who Jesus is.  I obviously have not thought out exactly what I find cool about it, but I have read that chapter almost as many times as I have listened to that song.)

Friday, August 5, 2011

Baby…

I had my first ever newborn photo session yesterday.  It was both fun and terrifying! I know they are no where near as good as a lot of peoples, but I still see progress, and for the first time I think they aren’t bad. 

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(side note: this was me experimenting with turning non-white backdrops white. I hate it lol…)

Hopefully there is enough white for me to include it in you capture!