For the last year or so, I have had and on and off love affair with my Midori notebooks. Some months, I am pretty good about journaling in them, and then others, well, not so much. This year, one of my goals has been to print and preserve photos. Well, I’ve managed to print a TON of photos, but putting them in a photo album or in a journal, well, that leaves a lot to be desired. Last week, I wanted to journal last Sunday, so I sat down and did it. IT took a little of work beacuse most of my scrapbook stuff is still in boxes from the move. Eventually I found most of the stuff I was looking for….EXCEPT for the notebook that I had started before the move that was made of watercolor paper. After futilily searching for it, I gave up and opened up a regular Midori notebook and gave it a go. Joel and I went to see The Martian at the Muvico theater located at the Sundial in St. Petersburg. Joel LOVES sci-fi so we saw this one at the IMAX, in 3D and in the D-Box Theater. The D-Box part was a little odd. The seats move with portions of the movie. Anyway, here’s my complete page. I have another one started about puppy camping. When it’s finished, I”ll post that one as well. If you do something similar, leave me a link in the comments and I’d love to check out your blog. You can also follow me on Instagram by clicking on the camera icon in the sidebar.
Lately, my weekends seem to be as busy as my regular work week. One would think that once you have an empty nest, things seem to slow down. Mine actually went in reverse! After my daughter went to college, I started really working with my photography and have a part time business. This has kept my Saturdays busy for many weekends and this weekend was no exception. So, without further ado, here are my Ten Things that I did this weekend.
- Photosession with this sweet girl. Tucker is going in for training at Southeastern Guide Dogs next month and her raiser wanted a photo session.
- Met up with a few Area Coordinators for SEGD that were in town for their annual conference. I’m friends with a lot of them on Facebook but don’t get to see them in real like that often.2.
- Picked up Chinese food for dinner. It was after seven when I finally finished up with the session and coordinators, and I wasn’t in the mood to cook.
- Watched Insurgent (again). It’s mindless.
5. Went Purple Martin bird watching and bought some housing for purple martins. Beautiful birds they are, for sure.
6. Photoshoot with Carol’s sweet babies, Curry and Zoe, plus Cashew, who was sponsored by Publix.
7. Edited a newborn/family session that I had two weeks ago. (I really need to get that one finished up, but school stuff has been busy) This photo is from that same afternoon but at a birthday party. This little guy is three.
8.Contemplated working on lesson plans, and then decided that they could wait and I cleaned up a little instead. I used a great new cleaner I ordered from https://www.odorklenz.com/.
9. Church (Joel teaches Sunday School.) This is Lucy, a guide dog in training from Southeastern Guide Dogs. She is staying with us until Thursday.
10. Went to the movies to see The Martian. We went to the see it at the IMAX, in 3D and in the D-Box Theater where the seats move with the action of the movie. That was my first time in that type of theater and I thought for sure that it would make me motion sick, but it didn’t! The movie was really good and I found it a very enjoyable way to spend a Sunday.
11. Picked up dinner at Locale Market to take home. Sauasage lasagna, foccacia bread and mac and cheese. So yummy.
12. Worked on the day’s events in my traveler’s notebook. I’m trying to get on top of journaling.
Hope you had a great weekend and for more Ten On Tuesdays, hop on over HERE.
I haven’t posted about Freyja, but she is our breeder dog for Southeastern Guide Dogs. She is in Canada having a litter of puppies for PADs and her host family sent us this video.
Thirteen years ago, my husbnad took a job in Florida and uprooted me from everything that I had known for the first thirty years of my life. For those thirty years, I had grown up in, lived, worked, got married and had my daughter in Louisiana. I didn’t know anything different. I worked with family and I could guarentee that if I went anywhere ‘in town’, then I would run into someone that knew me or knew my parents. I fully expected to live there the rest of my life.
As things go when you make those plans, plans unexpectedly changed. We moved. To Florida. Fifteen hours away from everything I had ever known. Let’s just say that I didn’t take it too well. It wasn’t like we had a choice. My husband needed a job and there was none to be found there. I had always thought that we would move, but maybe to another city within the state. I didn’t expect FLORIDA. The only parts of Florida that I was really familiar with was part of the Panhandle as this is where we would go for vacation. I had been to Disney World once, but seriously, that is just a bubble within Florida, so that didn’t really count.
After the move, Joel started work, Amanda started school and I, well I, got depressed. I missed everything. I missed my family, I missed the food, I missed FRIENDLY people. What people don’t tell you is that when you move to this area of Florida, you might technically be in a southen state, but you live surrounded by people from New Jersey. The Monday after our move, Joel handed me the keys, a map, said, “Everything is in a grid pattern, you can’t really get lost. If you get to the Gulf, turn around.” Uh, ok, thanks, that is real helpful.
Eventually,we settled in, I got my Real Estate license so that I would actually get out of the house, started knitting, met some Linda and Kathleen though a knitting internet group, and started making friends within Keller Williams where I worked. While I began to like living here, I still missed Louisiana, and I still do. I watched in horror when Katrina hit New Orleans, stared in disbelief when Rita took out southwest Louisiana a few weeks later, and more recently, teared up when a gunman changed Lafayette forever.
I often think about what it is about Louisiana that makes me long to go home. Everyone says that once you visit New Orleans, you never forget it and that she calls to you. Well, that may be true, but for me, it is the rest of the state. There’s just something about it.
It’s the friendly people, the work ethic, the willingness to help out a neighbor, or a stranger and expect nothing in return.
It’s the food. You haven’t had lived until you’ve sat outside in the late spring at a table covered in newspaper and a pile of crawfish, corn and potatoes in front of you.
It’s gumbo and LSU football on Saturday and Saints football on Sunday.
It’s the swamps of the Atchafalya, the Christmas Festival at Natchitoches, the hunting in the Kisatchie Forest, the fishing at Toledo Bend, duck hunting in Monroe and Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
It’s zydeco music in Lafayette, gospel music in central Louisiana, and jazz in New Orleans.
I live twenty minutes away from some of the most beautiful beaches in Florida, and sadly I don’t get out there as much as I should. Oh, the excuses are there..”I don’t have time”, “I don’t want to fight traffic.” “People forget how to drive while on vacation.” These are pretty much the excuses I use when I contemplate driving out to Anna Maria Island. Once I do, I almost always feel like kicking myself because I have such a wonderful time when I’m out there. It refreshes me and sort of does a reset on me. I went out last week for the morning because I knew that we had storms out in the Gulf and I wanted to try and photograph the clouds off the coast. By the time I got there, the thunderheads had pretty much dissipated, but the water was beautiful so I spent a couple of hours just photographing the beach and surrounding area. Hope you enjoy the photos and if you don’t live anywhere near the beach, maybe these will help give you a reset if you need one.