U.S. Schedule

April 22, 2010

We are headed to the U.S. in just a few short weeks here so I wanted to post our schedule again as a reminder in case anyone else would like to book while we’re in your area. All sessions, engagement, maternity, senior, boudoir, trash the dress, are $350 and include a DVD with 50 high resolution retouched images.

May 4-12: Grand Rapids, Michigan

May 13-16: New York, New York

May 17-22: Miami, Florida

May 23-27th: Nashville, Tennessee

May 28th-June 2nd: Miami, Florida

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Vacunas

April 21, 2010

Somewhere behind a closed door, a child screamed bloody murder. The sound was shrilled and wet and went on forever and ever and ever.

I laughed hysterically. A Santa Claus chuckle welled up in my belly until I laughed until I cried and couldn’t stop.

This was at the vaccination center of our hospital to get our shots before the Amazon cruise that we leave for next week. We were the only ones over the age of 4 that weren’t there because of our own children. And now somewhere there a karma god is laughing hysterically. He got his revenge. Seba and I received our yellow fever shots, took our malaria pills, typhus shots and I can’t remember what else. At the time it really didn’t hurt so much. Seba was a big boy and didn’t cry even though I forget to bring a fairytale to read to him in the waiting room! But now we’re both in serious pain. My arm is so sensitive I feel like I’ve been punched in the arm a thousand times by a lumberjack. We both feel achy and flu-ish. Comeuppance for making fun of the little kids.

I swear, some of their moms were laughing at them too. One lady’s 7 year old looking son took a deep breath, got all red in the face and then started howling before he even went in. The lady rolled her eyes and muttered, “consha su madre…” (Basically translates to “mother effer,” in this case) before she hauled him off, presumably to spank him or possibly give him chocolate — anything to shut him up, outside.

All that child watching also got us into observation mode. Most moms came in carrying their kids. Even if their kids were 5 years old and very capable of walking on their own two legs. The dads — well to start with there were a lot less dads — they didn’t carry they kids. They strode down the hallways of a hospital the way the would during any normal day at work while their mini-me’s scrambled to keep up. The dads never looked behind them to check and make sure.

As for me, when I was little, whether I was with my mom or my dad — and after my brother ran away at the mall one time and scared the crap out of my mom — I was taken out on my leash :) Mine didn’t have a harness, it just went attached to a bracelet type thing on my wrist. Oddly enough, I actually remember loving it.

Point being — my vaccinations are making me ill. Excuse me while I go die. Which could alternatively be caused by going outside with wet hair, today and always.

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Fotografo de Bodas| After Office

April 20, 2010

I just wanted to say thank you for all the words of wisdom from yesterday. I never underestimate how smart the blog readers are. In the end, I think Kai Heeringa, a Grand Rapids wedding photographer, wins for best comment — “Kyle, when you do decide to have children…just move to one of the two continents that don’t exist.” Solid advice :)

And in the mean time, while I’m figuring out how to raise our non-existent children — can we just talk for a minute about how I am the absolute epitome of a wedding professional?

And tomorrow, can we discuss how my husband has a cotillon* collection in the trunk of our car? Kid you not. He could outfit an army, or at the very least a large wedding party.

*English translation for that is “cotillion.” I’ve never heard that word before in my native tongue, however, I can explain. Cotillon are the boa feathers, leopard print hats, blinking mickey mouse ears (like the ones in this picture) and giant sunglasses that come out when the party gets good.

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