Well, I'm sort of a mess over here... pushing procrastination to the extremes. Blogging for the day at 11 pm? It's like 2012 over here!Tonight I met up with some of my girl friends from the newspaper (see? it really IS like 2012!) for drinks after work. We got some Korean BBQ takeout (yum!) and headed to this new(ish) distillery, where we drank amazing hot toddies and caught up on life. And you guys? Warm drinks on days like this are essential.I was just thinking today that for being in the single digits, temperature wise, the cold really wasn't bothering me much, and I must now be a true Minnesotan. But then walking to our cars this evening was brutal and I wanted to curl up in a ball and die. When I turned on the car, the announcer was saying the windchill was twenty one degrees below zero. So yeah. I guess that's where my breaking point is. Jesus.For your internet share, I only have one.+ This. It's important.
Um, so it's 8:30 pm, and I just realized I haven't blogged yet today.Welcome to my week.I am I.N.S.A.N.E. with last-minute holiday family shoots right now, and while I'm doing that I'm prepping for a big commercial shoot next week and I'm organizing/delivering a TON of donations from my charity drive (thanks all you awesome people who donated to the Jeremiah Program with me!), and I'm trying to, you know, do some Christmas shopping. And plan a trip to see Santa. And figuring out when to make cookies. And trying to get my packages all in order for the mail. And, and, and, and!You get the drift. We are all like this right now, I suspect.So you are getting bonus photos from this weekend, when I stepped away from all the madness and went sledding with the family. Oh, how I love my boys (and my dog). Enjoy!
What a weekend!Of course, I had some photo shoots, but those were fun because: SNOW! But I also had a ton of time with the family cooking meals, organizing our charity drive for 
Of course I had to post more parade photos! How could I not?This was such a fun thing to photograph. But also? It was hard. I carried all of my gear in my bag on my back while running along side the parade (and running in front of it, falling into it, then sprinting back to the front). My back might still be recovering. I feel old.But I wouldn't do it any other way.I hope you enjoy these images on a wonderful Friday.
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Yesterday I had a shoot with this little buddy! Isn't he adorable? I photographed him back when he was 9 days old, and to see him 11 weeks later sure was fun! Plus? That smile!
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Oh this wedding in New Orleans was fun!But before I get to that, I want to tell you about that amazing bride up there. She showed me a resilience that I would not have possessed, and she impressed the hell out of everyone in attendance. You see, the day before her wedding, she was flying into town and her luggage was stolen. Not lost. Not misplaced. Someone intentionally took it from the plane.And that piece of luggage? It had everything she needed except for the wedding dress. It contained the shoes. The rings. The jewelry. The new, old, borrowed and blue. Plus? All of her clothes for the trip. Oh! And you know what else? Try passports for the honeymoon travel right after the wedding.Can you even imagine? I cannot. I already told you about my freakout about my stupid driver's license! When I heard about this, I shut my mouth and said a prayer of thanks for all that had gone right in my trip.But this couple refused to be down. They got new passports. Friends went shopping for things like curling irons, earrings, shoes, etc. She borrowed clothes. She was AMAZING. And she had a damn good time at her wedding. It was inspiring.Now! Let's talk about the wedding! It was absolutely stunning and it included a parade. A parade! It also had some really sweet family moments and a lot of laughter. It was a blast. You can see more in the photos below. (By the way! This was one of my all black-and-white weddings of the year, which you'll notice below. What a fun and creative twist to the shooting!)
** A very special thank you to the amazing 
While I was enjoying a croissant and my morning coffee in the courtyard, I looked up and snapped this image of the palms over my head. I swear, I felt so damn fancy staying in that amazing hotel.But back to reality!This week is a bit crazy with four shoots left and several meetings awaiting my attention (and I still haven't unpacked or finished up the laundry...). And then there's stuff like holiday cards! And holiday shopping! And buying a tree! And hosting a charity drive! Man this time of year is something else. Wonderful, but something else, am I right? Each time I begin to get overwhelmed, I try to just take myself back to that courtyard. I'll probably be thinking of that spot for years to come.For your internet shares:+ Did you know you can 
This weekend was surreal in so many ways.First off, I had an amazing client fly me (and my assistant) to New Orleans to photograph her wedding. I've been lucky to shoot one to two destination weddings each year -- and each one has been absolutely amazing. When I get to combine travel and weddings together, I am a very happy woman.That said, it is also a new level of stress. I feel even more pressure to deliver amazing photography because I know the client is paying more to cover my travel expenses. And, besides that, I have to plan really carefully to bring every single thing I might need, and I need to carry it all on because losing it on the way would be disastrous. So I'm usually running through the airport, high strung from nerves about doing a good job, ticking through lists and lists and lists in my head to make sure I remembered everything, and just trying to get to the location so I can unpack and take a long breath (and do some yoga).My flight to New Orleans was easy and on time, and I arrived to the city in great spirits. I remembered on the cab ride to the hotel that I had forgotten to alert my credit card company that I would be traveling (last time my charges were all denied until I did this). So I'm texting Jamie in the cab asking him if he can call them because I'm suddenly afraid that the cab charge won't go through, but my phone dies mid-text.We arrive at the hotel and thankfully, the card works. Whew.I unload and go to check in, where they ask me for my ID. I reach for it, and it's gone.It's not in my back pocket where I put it after clearing security. I calmly sit down and open all of my purse/wallet/etc, and it's no where to be found. I have somehow lost it between TSA in Minneapolis and the New Orleans hotel, and the hotel won't let me check in without it. Also, I should point out, while I'm slightly nervous about the hotel situation, I am far, far more stressed out about how I will fly back to Minnesota without a driver's license.Deep breaths.Ok, so I think I should call the airport lost and found. But my phone is dead. So I start looking for my phone charger. And I look. And I look. And I think I left it at home.Awesome.By now I am a frazzled mess. I pull out my laptop and start messaging Jamie through Slack. He is at his desk (yay!), and he is the best thing ever and calls Delta and gets me the numbers I need to check with lost and found. During all of this, the hotel clerk is kind enough to just check me in without the driver's license (I have other photo ID and credit cards and by now it's pretty obvious I'm not scamming anyone).Now, I need to tell you that when I travel for weddings, the bride books my room at whatever hotel they are staying at. I do this so I am nearby in case of last-minute needs during getting ready photos, and usually the bride is in a super fancy suite and I am in a very simple, cheapest-room-available situation. And that's totally fine! I completely understand wedding budgets and how costly everything is and I have no ill will toward those kinds of bookings. But imagine my surprise when I open up my room to see this:
Those doors lead to a semi-private courtyard (shared by the bride and groom and their children). It had a fountain and chairs and palm trees and was stunning.It was the calm I needed in that moment.I took breaths. I unpacked everything to make sure my ID really was lost (it was). And then I calmly called Delta baggage at the NOLA airport.And they had my ID.And the hotel driver could pick it up and bring it to me.And then I found my phone charger.And just like that, everything was good again.
I chose these images for my Monday post, because the sense of calm I felt the moment I was alone in this room, hearing the trickling water outside and feeling that cool, humid air on my skin was so wonderful, especially in that tense moment of panic. And I think these images show that sense of calm and relaxation.But I also love the first image, with the door cracked open, because the city of New Orleans is so mysterious to me. It's dark and a little scary, but at the same time very romantic. Those doors peeking open are a great symbol for me.Now, for some internet shares of the day:+ One of my very favorite home decor magazines,