Good morning, loves. It's Monday again. Wompwomp. I have a serious case of the Monday's to the point where I went against my budget rules and bought myself a RedBull this morning. It's a small and I didn't accompany it with a bagel, so I don't really feel too bad. If I complain about being broke come bill paying time, no one remind me of this purchase, please.
So, let's move on and look at my weekend, shall we? It was really not entertaining.
Friday night we did a whole lot of nothing. And by nothing I'm talking chardonnay, pepperoni pizza and a really strange movie from RedBox. Anyone ever see 'Jeff, Who Lives At Home'? Shit was really, really odd.
Saturday morning I woke up to make the boo some breakfast in bed, but he woke up while I was cooking and so then it was just breakfast.
Brownie points for not screwing up the heart shaped bacon tutorial from Pinterest anyone?
I had a wedding to shoot later on Saturday, so I prepped while C watched football and drank beer.
This series happened at the wedding and I continue to get a little teary every time I relive this dad's first look. It was such a touching moment. You all know I don't mention my photography much here... but I had to share it.
It was such a great was to spend my Saturday night and the couple was totally amazing. If only all wedding clients were like them.... A girl can dream.
Sunday can pretty much be wrapped up in three photos...
ELN, hollaaaaa!
Editing - Laziness - Naps
I don't know how older wedding photographers do the 8-10 hour days. My 25 year old ass is still sore from Saturday, if I'm being completely honest with you all. Power to the older folk who can do the damn thing... When can I retire?
With that, I'm out! Hope your Monday treats you like a Friday.
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