Oh hey guys.
I’ve got good news and bad news for you. The bad news is that I have not prioritized spending quality time with my blog as much as I should have lately. Turns out when you move closer to friends and family you actually end up spending more time with friends and family. In person. Like real life BFF and heart eye emojis. I suppose that’s actually good news packaged as bad news but I’m an optimist so sue me.
The other good news is that my wordpress domain automatically renewed itself so at least one half of this relationship is committed for another year.
You may be wondering, so Sarah what’s it like to have all these words and random musings in your head but not making enough time to share them with the blogosphere regularly?
You’ll have to ask Matt but I’d imagine it’s equivalent to the reaction you’d get by bringing your husband with you to Target two weeks before Christmas. #somanythresholdmusthaves #somanypeopleintheaisle
Speaking of husbands, it’s time for double Jeopardy.
I’ll take things husbands say each year when it comes time to order Christmas cards for 800, Alex.
People actually pay professional photographers to take Christmas card photos? Seriously? Well, we will not be those people.
Can’t we just buy some with snowmen or holly on them and be done with it?
They cost how much?
We might as well send Valentine’s Day cards at this point
Next category is things you hear when your sister asks you to bring home your camera for the weekend to ‘get a few photos’ of she and the boys for Christmas cards and you have approximately 35 minutes of daylight and 10-12 minutes of patience from 3/4 of your subjects.
Think we got any good ones?
Ok let’s go I’m cold.
By the power of the Christmas spirit we survived another Christmas card season. Even with Jake in tow.
Every year around this time, my sister off-handily asks me to bring my camera home to “take a couple of pictures of the boys for a Christmas card.” Seems easy enough, right? Well it used to be. Back before said boys knew what capturing a decent photograph entailed. Things like real clothes, real smiles and real hugs that don’t end in punches, pinches or pokes.
Before we get into this year’s crop, let’s revisit the good ol’ days when the boys were oblivious and the photos were plentiful.
After a 6-hour flight delay heading home, I arrived to a snowy Springfield just in time to head over to Champaign the next day for Thanksgiving. We made the most of the weekend, booking a wedding photographer, finding a wedding dress and catching up with a few friends and family in the process. If you’ve read any of my posts you probably know I’m horrible with big decisions. It wasn’t without some forethought that we decided to plan a wedding in 6 months. If you want to see a procrastinator change her tune, tell her it takes 6 months for a wedding dress to be made.
Anywho, we managed to squeeze in a little photo shoot a few hours before my flight back home and I will admit I was a little doubtful we would end up with anything useful. The boys had been in the car all day, Jake was willing to do just about anything aside from putting clothes on and they were well-aware that the next 20 minutes would involve more patience and participation than they were willing to give.
That’s what I love about photographs. They pause a single moment in time. Between the paparazzi-shielding hands, the cold wind complaints (it was 55) and the school photo smiles.
Photographs allow you to get a snapshot of someone looking exactly the way you love them most. Just being them.
I realized when I unpacked all of my frames at our new house in Florida that my photos were pretty Murphy-centric. And seeing as how there are two of us in this house, well three if you count the big hairy thing that barks at us when we sit on the couch, I thought we needed some photos of Matt’s family as well.
Trouble was when I asked Matt if he had any he looked at me like I was crazy. How silly of me. I should have known that men don’t take photos of anything other than race tracks and German bratwursts.
Lucky for me, Matt’s family already had a vacation to Florida planned before we moved here. And since their vacation spot was fairly close to our new house, we were very fortunate to spend a lot of time with them over the past week.
Have a great day!