Rosie Update

Rosie, our beloved black-and-white cat, turned one year old (-ish … since she's a rescue, we really have no idea when her birthday is) a month ago. I realized I haven't done a proper Rosie blog post since we got her, and I think it's time I right that wrong. To all you cat haters out there, just scroll right along to the next post. :) Rosie the Cat_0001

She loves:

  • Chicken (And we give in to her begging waaay too much.)
  • Toy mice (She's hidden a 15 pack all over the house and we can't find any of them!)
  • Rubber bands (We frequently find them in our shoes. I think it adds a little element of surprise to her game.)
  • The neighbor cat Marco (Nathan caught them sitting in our adirondack chairs last summer having a chat.)
  • Unplugging my laptop
  • Brita water (Haha, I wish I was kidding but our cat only drinks Brita water now.)
  • Cuddling with us on our red blanket
  • Hiding in our guest bed's mattress springs (She literally gets inside through a hole.)

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She hates:

  • Being petted on her back and stomach
  • Not getting enough attention
  • Every other cat in the neighborhood besides Marco
  • Being tormented by the squirrels and birds
  • Getting wet
  • Rubber bands once they've broken

2014 | It's All About Balance

2013. What. a. year. I always find it overwhelming to look back at 365 days and draw up some overall conclusion/feeling/concise thought about an entire year. My 2013 was exciting (It was my first year as a full-time photographer, and Nathan and I explored lots of new places together). My 2013 was surprising and enlightening (I learned something new almost every day). My 2013 was busy (Did I mention I went full-time with photography?). My year was these things. It was also SO much more.

If I'm being 100 percent honest, 2013 wasn't necessarily easy for me. The craziest, most exhilarating thing I did was choose to dive head first into photography. I'd thought about it a lot. It wasn't a rash decision, and I'm so thankful that I was able to ease into it so that by the time 2013 came around I had my ducks in a row. Or so I thought.

Let me tell you something. Running a business is not a walk in the park. It's hard work … especially when it's a one-person show. You probably all realize this. I was still grasping at that truth while I was immersed in it. For me, a lot of 2013 was about struggling to find balance and set boundaries. It was my first really, really, absolutely full season, and while I'm SO unbelievably grateful for (and completely amazed by) it, I was not prepared for it. I was more than halfway through the year before I realized I was completely consumed by work all the time.

Sometime around the middle of August, I was only seeing Nathan when he would come into my office to clear away the dishes on my desk and bring me new ones (I wish I was joking; it sounds so ridiculous). I wasn't seeing or interacting with my family and friends nearly as much as I would have liked, even though a lot of them live within a one-hour radius and the phone was always sitting on my desk. I wasn't eating right (at all), I was exhausted, and the summer was flashing by without a proper bike ride, long walk, or good book devoured on the back deck.

I tell you all of this not to wear my busyness as a badge of honor (although I was certainly doing that just a couple months ago), but to bring complete and utter honesty to the table. I want to share that the most important lesson I learned was that a one-dimensional person is not a happy person, no matter how much work you have, how many features you get or how many Facebook "likes" are currently staring you in the face.

I thought that constantly being busy and stressed out meant I was making it. I thought that saying "yes" to everything was the only way to show that I had it all together. Well, guess what?? I didn't. I don't. And I realize now that that's OK.

I recently read 7 by Jen Hatmaker and was completely awakened to the truth that stress can take over your life if YOU let it.

"We are short fused, stressed out, overextended, and unrested. This pace is not sustainable. I don't want it to be. This season of life is passing me by, accelerated by a lack of boundaries. Most days I just try to keep the wheels on, not living in the moment at all; I'm just getting it done while thinking about what's left ...

"This biblical concept of rest is whispering to me, 'You're ignoring me.' And I am. Not only do I not take God's command for rest seriously, but I act like its not in the Bible. Ah, Sabbath. How cute and archaic."

Yes. That's me. How did you know, Jen?

After much self-reflection, I now realize that balance is going to be my saving grace in 2014 (that and a little prayer :) ). I know that I need more than one thing (work) to keep me happy/creative/motivated/content/excited/[fill in the blank]. I know that I don't nearly have it all figured out, and I will stumble and fall more than once, but I am on the right path. It's not about being perfect, it's about making space for myself to appreciate the moments and then live in them. Imperfect and all. I'll let you know how it goes.

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A Few Days of Rest

Norris Lake Tennessee My summers have looked a lot different than "normal" summers since starting a photography business. It's busy. There's a wedding every weekend. There are lots of late nights editing. I love what I do, but I need a break from work sometimes.

Enter lake house. Nathan's family's home that always serves as a point of relaxation and recuperation. We snuck down to Tennessee for a few days last week, and it was exactly what I needed.

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Amazing book. Pick it up if you have a chance!

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A new dock was delivered while we were there. It is the craziest thing to see a gigantic building (basically) being pushed down a body of water with a tiny little boat.

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First jump off the new dock ...

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Goodbye, Paul.

Growing up, it was just me and my brother, Barry. We have two close cousins that are more like sisters, but all in all we have a pretty small family. And that's always been perfectly fine with me. Barry and I would entertain ourselves on long road trips by shooting suction-cup bow and arrows at each other's window. And on Christmas morning, we would wake up ridiculously early to start sorting the presents under the tree. As we've grown up, I like to think that we've matured and become friends in the process. Now we meet for lunch or go shopping for Barry's apartment. It's always been just us two.

And then along came Paul.

This last year, my parents hosted a German exchange student. At first, we weren't sure about this tall, red-haired guy named Paul, but soon he became the third sibling to our dynamic duo.

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Paul is the most hilarious, quick-witted German I've ever met. And that's saying something. ;) It doesn't matter that English is his second language, he still gets all the jokes and can give them right back to you. Not a day would go by where I was with Paul and he wasn't playfully picking on me. Just like a little brother, right?

He became an obvious fixture in my parent's house. I would go home to visit and he would be there in the kitchen, just like normal. He even took over my room and my place at the table!

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Today, Paul starts his journey home to Germany. It seems like just yesterday my mom was telling me they were going to host an exchange student and now here he is leaving! To quote The Office's Andy Bernard: "I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them."

I think I speak for my whole family when I say that Paul has added so much to our lives this year. He fit into our family seamlessly, and he will be missed. We love you, Paul!

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