Category Archives: photography

Heather, Meghan and I all met up in Santa Barbara for the moosh’s first view of the ocean. She even touched it. She didn’t like it. But she touched it. I saw a hobo (insert inappropriate description of “self pleasure” here). I also saw a “lady of the night.” Or as another trolly passenger putContinue reading “From sea to shining dirty hobo.”

I have one cousin on my mom’s side. Only my one cousin is way more awesome than a dozen of your cousins put together. Sorry. I was at his house the other day when an email came in asking for a recent professional photo of me for a calendar. (Yes, that calendar, I technically endedContinue reading “And on the eighth day, God created cousins.”

At least the weather has been absolutely perfect for the world to start coming to an end, right? I’m headed out today for California. The only word that can describe my state of mind is heavy. Heavy with worry. Heavy with love. Heavy with sorrow. Heavy with anticipation. I won’t be back in Indiana untilContinue reading “wheretowherebeenwherewhy?”

Barack stopped off in Indianapolis today on his way to visit his sick granny. I took the moosh, not because I’m in love with Barack Obama along with what seems like the rest of the nation, but to be involved and to be a part of something monumental. A democrat hasn’t won in Indiana inContinue reading “Barack O’undecided.”

First of all, take a gander at your left index finger. See all those keys surrounding it? Now imagine typing with three extra cush band-aids on that finger and you’ll be where I’m am at this moment. Nothing much, just a little minor surgery while trying to cut the best canteloupe ever in the historyContinue reading “Big House of Pain.”

Dude, it was 101 degrees. We stayed for four hours. IT. WAS. AWESOME. (and hot, holy crap it was hot.)

It got hot here in Indiana this last week. Humid sweaty hot. The fair was perfect. I miss you fair.

I have fallen in love. The weather here has been perfect. Not too hot in the day with a perfect breeze, sleep with the windows open cool at night. Everyone needs to go to a fair like this. The Indiana State Fair may just lead to world peace. With ribeye and fries for all.

Slouching Mom, me and Mocha Andi, Hedder, Kim, moi, Redneck Aimee and moi representin’ the Savvy Source (She’s the Denver chick. Iz the Indy chick.) Bossy, Me, Jess and Liz for Fling it Girl. Andi, Hedder, Kim, moi, Redneck $1700 COWgirl boots. EmPHAsis on the COW.

Remember I said the moosh wanted to be a ballerina? Mission accomplished.