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That? Oh! That was just me… getting my Gleek on!

That’s right.  It’s true.  I’m not embarrassed.  I’ll own up to it.  I totally Gleeked out tonight.  Yep.  My husband, daughter, and I sooo got our Gleek on.

We’ve got quite a few singing games for the Wii, but our favourites have to be the Karaoke Revolution Glee games.  I grew up doing musical theatre, and it never really got out of my blood.  If it hadn’t been for the fact that I got sick, my life would have taken a very different path.  The stage was my first love, and I openly admit that it still holds sway over my heart today.  So when I get the chance to sing with my baby and my baby daddy?  I totally take it!

Go get yourself a mic, you can pick up a used one at places that sell pre-owned game equipment for super cheap, and get your bad self a copy of one of the Karaoke Revolution Glee games.  Whether or not you watch the show, each game has a great mix of songs, and even if you can’t sing, it’s just fun to belt it out and laugh at yourself for a while.

One of those fabulous “yay me!” parenting moments.

As a parent, I can say we all deserve these types of moments from time to time.  Parenting is NOT easy, and so much of what we do is taken for granted.  However, the minute WE take our role for granted we stand to cause all sorts of damage.  It’s exhausting to be ever mindful of the things you do and say, but every so often a moment occurs that makes it so worth while.

A couple of days ago I had one of those fabulous “YAY ME!” parenting moments.  One of those moments where you know you got it right, in spite of it all (or, occasionally in spite of yourself).  And you can’t help but pat yourself on the back, mentally anyway.

I was watching the most recent episode of Glee with my husband while kid-kid was playing near by.  Hearing them begin a song she rushed over (she loves to dance and sing along – when it’s one she knows).  Afterwards she asked who Mercedes was singing about.  I replied “Sam”.  It was a love song after all, and the girl just had to have more info.  Not a fan of the show herself (she just enjoys the music) she, not knowing who that was, didn’t skip a beat asking me “Is that a boy or a girl?”.  All I could think was YAY!

Honestly, the fact that Lily-Ann didn’t automatically assume that since Mercedes is a girl that her love interest would be a boy just made my heart sing.  Yep.  It was definitely a proud “yay me!” type moment.  There is definitely hope for this generation.  The fact that it’s a complete non-issue for the kid is such an amazing thing to me.  Even though she is inundated with societies vision of a “normal” couple, a boy girl pairing, she knows that other couplings are equally normal and natural.  It’s a good thing.

love is love

You can’t always get what you want…

I’ve got that tune on repeat in my head…

You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you just might find…  you get what you need.

I really honestly do my best to try to ensure clients are able to get booked in for their photography sessions on the days and times that work best for them.  It’s not always easy, and sometimes, when I should just say no, I will book a session for a time that works for them even when it doesn’t really work for me.  Will I do so for someone who’s less than sweet?  Nope.  😉  But for clients who really are just hoping for something special to commemorate their families or the love they share with that someone who completes them?  You bet.  So it really does hurt my heart, when someone insinuates that I’ve screwed them out of an appointment time they feel they deserve.

I deal with my business emails in bunches.  I sit down, usually in the late A.M. and start going through them.  These days, there are rarely fewer than twenty messages, and I do my best to get to them all in a timely manner.  Often there are questions, or concerns raised, sometimes it’s just a straightforward booking…  but even those take at least ten minutes each.

So…  when I reply to someone with a list of CURRENTLY available times within their requested dates, some of those times may end up booked as quickly as looking at the next email.  That’s why I always ask people to reply with their top choices (vs. just one preferred appointment).  I answer email in the order they arrive, and email always gets priority over phone messages.  I am NEVER going to just give someone else the appointment time that another client has chosen out of spite.  If someone else ends up with the appointment time that you had hoped for, it was simply because they requested it first.  And I am sorry when someone misses out on their  preferred session date/time…  but it happens, and it’s never personal.

I’m just a person, folks.  I’m doing my best.  And I will always do what I can to ensure things work as well as possible for my clients.  I am only one person, and I can only book one session at any given time.  The fact that you’ve chosen ME to capture those precious memories means a lot to me.  It really is a covenant of great trust, and it’s not something I take lightly.  But sometimes?  I just feel like sending people a song:

 

 

 

About time for a blog update…

…or at least an update of the blog’s categories.

I set all the categories back when this was a project 365 blog, but since it has evolved, it’s about time to update and change.  It’s going to take me a while to update everything all the way back to January 1/2010, but I’ll get there.  So far I’ve done all the posts dating back to the beginning of October.  And once I’ve got all of the posts edited, I’ll update the categories so the blog “topper” actually shows all of the new ones I’ve created.  It will now be much easier to find your way to my politically minded, LGBTTQ, feminist, parenting, or other types of posts.  So if you are only interested in reading those particular ones, it will be real quick and easy to access them.  🙂

Okay, I’m off.  🙂  I’m a tired momma.  Need me some time with my sleeping girlie, and my husband.  Think we might watch a Glee DVD.  Freakin’ LOVE Jane Lynch, and the role of Sue Sylvester just lets her shine.

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