Freaky Friday...

Is it just me or is everyone wanting to be a photographer these days?? Not that I dont totally support anyone pursuing their passion but come on now!!! Suddenly I am coming across so many new photographer pages on FB and any other social networking sites. People who have never owned a decent camera are suddenly buying $1500 cameras and photo editing software, starting up sites and fan pages and all of a sudden proclaiming themselves to be professional photographers!!! The worst part is they are even charging for their services... wtf??

I dont really know why this bothers me so much, maybe because I have been a freelance photographer for ever and take it as a very personally and have so much pride in what I do. Seeing all these new photographers emerge from the shadows not knowing anything about lighting and composition... ugh... ok really...??

I have never gone the "professional portrait photgraphers" route as I'm not crazy about taking photos of people or trying to force uncomfortable poses on individuals who find it awkward to not make an awkward photo face.

I guess I think that photography is an art, one that takes time and love and passion to perfect... not just a good camera and some photoshop.

Ok I'm going to get off that topic as I can feel my blood pressure rising, instead I support all the wannabee's and hope that they are at least finding joy in what they are doing.

AHHH!!! my clothes are shrinking... or are they?

My youngest son is 14 months old, which means I had at least one year to get my post pregnancy body back into shape.

3 weeks from now we are taking a trip to Cuba. Do you think I can squeeze my rear end into a bikini? I will be lucky to fit a moo-moo at this point. I dread going on the beach and looking around at all the skinny in shape ladies that will be flaunting their hot selves. Not that I wouldnt if I could! but like my self esteem needs any more of a beating. All I can say is thank god for rum and swim up bars.
I already hate looking at myself. This last pregnancy has totally destroyed me. I guess when I had Max I was 21 and at that age skin was a lot more elastic and I had much higher energy levels...
This time around I was "blessed" with stretch marks that look like a road map of Canada, an additional 30lbs that seem to just sit on my hips, stomach and ass and absolutely no time or energy for working out.

The worst part is, I have build a strong new addiction to potato chips and grease! Who in the hell invented Saladas for lunch?? do I look like a damn bunny to you people?

Ok so really I dont look all that bad, but in comparison to where I would like to be I feel like the goodyear blimp. Thank god that my wonderful man has enough smarts to never say anything that might trigger the release of niagara falls from my eyes and cause a lock down in the closet for 2 hours shredding all my clothes.

So now what? Cuba in 3 weeks, is it possible to not eat ANYTHING for 3 weeks? call it a cleanse just drink water, green tea and take fistfulls of vitamins to sustain my own life....hmn

2 posts 1 day?

I'm still laying in bed feeling like someone took a baseball bat to my gums after yesterdays root canals...there is a strong possibility that I managed to chew through part of my tongue in my sleep.
Can you tell boredom is overcoming me? I could go downstairs and start cleaning the disaster that is my kitchen, but why?
I know exactly the wave of frustration that will come over me the moment I step foot on the main floor. I take a look around and start cursing at everyone! luckily I'm home alone so I can do that as much as I want.
The dishes overflowing the sink, garbage needs taking out, the floors havent been mopped since last week... hmn why? because I have felt like crap and no one else in this darn house will do it!!!
Is it reasonable to expect my 7 year old to sweep, mop and take out the garbage? no, probably not, but my 35 year old sure as heck should be all over it!!! GRRR.... ok where are my pain killers?

Is it ok to complain on a blog? Can I use this as my personal bitching location??
I'm new to this whole blogging phenom...so not sure of what the appropriate ettiquette is.

Foggy Dayz

Take it easy on me....

3 days of taking T3's and 2 dental appointments later and here I am snuggled up in my bed on my 3rd day off work contemplating who,, if anyone will find me in this crazy internet world and take the time to read my words.

Maybe a quick introduction would be a good way to start.

I am a mother of 2 and a half... the half being my stepdaughter and before you ask yourself why half? I shall answer that with a simple statement, she lives with us only half her life.

2 boys 1 girl and a fiance that probably causes me as much grief as all 3 kids combined.

On top of being what I would consider a strangely imperfect yet very satisfying mother, I am also a very career driven, insipired, somewhat successful yet extremely scattered individual.

Now if you have made it this far, I'm very honored.

Why start a blog??? well because I always have so much to say yet not always say things in the most effective fashion. I have always wanted to be a writer, wanted people to be inspired by my words or if not inspired at least humored or touched.

Now having said that, I have also desired to be a full time artist, photographer, powerfull executive, ballerina, actress, model, firewoman.... see how this is all coming together. Having a mild case of attention deficit disorder doesnt help either.

So here I am starting this blog in hopes to at least let out some of my thoughts, fears, joys, frustrations and maybe, just maybe I will manage to affect someone if not just myself.

Until next time... who knows maybe I will go on a rant about the state of my kitchen, or my boss's lack of spine... hmn. Carefull what you say on the internet these days.

CIAO!