random . . .

just a random late-night post. . .

i have had a recent bout of insomnia (for those who know me, this is UNHEARD OF). i have seriously started watching more television in the hopes that i will drift off to sleep. it is not working.

it has only served to remind me why i have diligently and purposefully cut my tv hours to a minimum. i become mindlessly and hopelessly addicted to any half-rate late-night show in about thirty seconds. especially if it is bad reality tv. tonight's fare: dog the bounty hunter, america's next top model, and as many HGTV real estate episodes that i can get.

did y'all know that sarah has not only a house, but sarah has a COTTAGE? i did not know. how could i not know about sarah's cottage?

aside from mind-numbing television, i also spend time listening to new music online. i quite often browse new stuff while i'm editing images. but tonight i dare not edit after too many nights of lacking more sleep than i usually lack (?!) but i found sanders bohlke. i like sanders bohlke.

and then i found this fan-made montage of grey's 'cristina and owen' set to my favortie bohkle song (so far):



let me be clear that i do NOT, i repeat, i do NOT consider grey's anatomy to be late night tv drivel. grey's and i have a standing thursday night date that does not get messed with.

and i think cristina and owen are tragic beauty together. hopeless romance. and who could not love sandra oh. oh, oh.

good night.

post script: 1:08 a.m. i have just discovered "tommy twitter" at Sarah Richardson Design. i will never sleep again.

sigh . . .

oh, that sigh is for lots of reasons. here is a great one:


it's friday afternoon again (where or where did my week go?) and my vows to be a blogaholic this week didn't ring true.

truth is, i love to blog. i look forward to it and compose lots of little bloggy entries in my head daily. i want to share this, i think that. it just never seems to make it to screen.

i would have NEVER pegged myself as someone who enjoyed sharing ANYTHING about myself out there in cyber-space . . . but the blogsphere seems much more community-oriented than i ever thought it would be, and those who know me, know i like me a great community.

and i love to write. and chat. and connect. and this seems to combine all of the above. i have had many people tell me that they pop by see what i have to say, even moreso than to see what pictures i have posted.

and as much as this causes me to say WHAT? (and then to have a privately thrilled little moment where i think . . . really, you like what i SAY), i understand it as a blog-fan. i read many many blogs out there on a plethora of topics. art, photography, design, music, parenting, media, finance, i've got it covered.

i am a blog addict/stalker.

i usually connect to bloggers because of what they SAY and what they DO on a level that is larger than the blogosphere. and they are mostly visually and accoustically pleasing too, thank you very much.

so why am i telling you all of this? for a couple of reasons - number one, to publicly out my desire to blog more in the hopes that it will motivate me to actually do it . . . and, two, to let you know that i have a new blog in the works that makes me very happy.

and happy is as happy does, or so they say . . kind of. :)

sweet, sweet baby . . .

Just a really quick one of the gorgeous Miss H who arrived in this fabulous world of ours about ten days ago . . .


She came to the arms of one of the finest mothers I know. And by that, I mean that she is now, and will always be, unconditionally encircled in love, in compassion, and in understanding of the unique and beautiful being that she is.

Her family is as much a gift to her as she is to them.

xoxoxo-

are we screw-ups?

it's friday morning. before 8 a.m. i just saw this trailer. it made the biggest smile break out over my puffy little early morning face . . .



plus, the music in this trailer is an alexi murdoch song that i have recently grown to adore thanks to dana dana. it seems to be permeating my life.

i mean, we're 34 . . . 33 . . . and we don't even have this basic stuff figured out . . .

oh, me.

happy thursday . . .

not much to report -- well, lots of things going on, actually, but mostly that which keeps me away from my computer!

yesterday I got this in the mail:
it just happened to arrive on the SAME DAY as did the precious little one who will be wearing it in the next week or so . . .

i so normally would not go for something with ears, but can you say baby bear? come on. it is too cute.

i bought it on etsy. through a lovely seller - karen - who has a little shop named beachwalkphoto. if you don't know what etsy is, you MUST check it out but be prepared to be forever converted to buying handmade. over the internet. frequently. while you salivate. and make small audible exclamations of "ooohhhh" "i want . . ." and "perrrrrrfeccct." seriously watch out.

Happy Birthday ROCKSTAR!!

It seems like just yesterday that I was blogging about this excellent family and their gorgeous little guy. See that here.

If time has flown for me, imagine how quickly it has gone for them! Uh, can you say gorgeous mama?

Little P is one year old. His big gorgeous eyes remain big and gorgeous. His fuzzy peach hair has grown long enough to sport a mohawk. He has truly grown into a cool dude. Gee, wonder why?

I love taking pictures of this family. They just are. Perfectly them. It makes it easy to capture their joy. Sigh.
I have to say that these shots are totally random in terms of how much I adore them. I heart so many, many more from our shoot but grabbed these few to peek to the fam TODAY, on the BIG BIRTH DAY.

Okay, I lied. Not totally random. THIS ONE is one of my ABSOLUTE FAVORITES. A reminder of what awesomeness created the little rocker in the first place:

Family, I know that today your hearts are filled with momentous love for each other and most importantly, for the little guy that has changed your world. Can it only have been a year?

Congratulations to ALL OF YOU for growing a year older. Together. Wishes of balloons and cake and giggles for your whole year through.

Guess who is in my living room . . .

Scrumptious.

Check out the gallery wrap on the corners . . .


An idea of the canvas texture . . .


Beautiful finished back, ready for hanging . . .


Talk about your child being a work of art! I can't say enough how beautiful these canvases are . . . .