I seriously just cannot get back into the swing of things. Granted today is only Monday and we are only about 6 hours back into our regularly scheduled program, but goodness gracious. Mike has whined no less than 33.5 times about having to start back up with school (after a 2 week break that seemed to last forever, thank the good Lord above) and it doesn't help that their cousin just flew in today after being gone for a month with his dad (this nephew and his mama are living with us right now; she works for Big Hunk). I just don't have the heart to rip my boy away from his fun and make him do spelling words! ;) I keep saying "10 more minutes" and I think he's caught on that Mommy has no intention of backing it up. After 2 weeks of relaxing, sleeping in (and going to bed late), seemingly nonstop TV and video games and virtually NO schedule at all, we are thrown back into weekly Bible studies, Awana and Friday school all at once. Calgon, take me away.
So the Hunk got me a camera for Christmas. Oh my gracious, I am in love. It's a Nikon D60 and despite my complete and utter lack of knowledge for this fabulous piece of machinery, I can't put it down. (Which, funny side note... BH asked me the other night if I had read the manual because he knew I was having trouble. I responded with "Yes, I read the whole thing, but half of it is in another language" with all honesty. Or at least intended honesty (does that count?). Because when I just picked it up 10 minutes ago- you know, instead of doing schoolwork- I realized that NONE of the book is in another language, and I just skipped half the book for nothing.
I am learning a lot though by checking out photography blogs, my favorite being Pioneer Woman. I swear she's my favorite person on the planet. Her site is where I get most my recipes, learn SO much about photography (a lot of it being before I even got my camera) and learn that I really do want a ranch in Oklahoma. Which is kinda funny, because that's about as far as you can get from the beach that I love so much.
Anyway, I'm learning. I am just 110% completely in love with photography. I always have been in fact, I just never had the camera to do anything right. Something cute: I distinctly remember when I was about 7 years old, someone asking me what I wanted to be when I grew up. It could have been my mom asking, or a friend, I really don't remember. I just remember answering "a photographer". It didn't matter at the time that I didn't have a camera (and wasn't allowed to touch my mom's), and I don't even know how I knew what a photographer was at the time. Did I mention I'm a prophetess? ;)