OHHHH it was SOOO great! I thought of the typepad the ENTIRE time it was happening - knowing that if there were pictures to prove it, I would make MILLIONS! :)
I was working on a project for my parents, and my COMPUTER... evil PC that it is ... (don't worry ... mr. mac is on its way... there there.. hush now) kept DYING! I'm like WHAT are you DOING? I was ANGRY ... I was ready to paint it BROWN. I THINK it heard us talking to mac people and it got mad! It saw the plans, the order, the smiles on my face as I transfer things ... heheheheh..... ANYWAY because of the situation I had to go to my NEIGHBOR'S home to complete the task. BUT ... how to get there, I asked myself? My dad had taken the girls with him, in my (clear your throat) van...(ohhhhhhhhhhh naughty word!) so there was no vehicle for me. Now - it isn't FAR... it's just that i was in a HURRY. Soooo I walked around the house, contemplating how to maneuver myself there in a jiffy. Found a bike. Is it MY bike? Hmm. Don't know. Don't remember PURCHASING this bike. Maybe it's Nate's??? Or a neighbor's. Nontheless, it was going to be ridden. So, imagine me in my jeans, 3/4 length red/white/black (notice no brown) shirt CARRYING my RED/WHITE POLKA DOT PURSE (OF COURSE!) and red ballet flats - riding this robin's egg blue (well at least it's the right COLOR for my liking) vintage looking bike. Ohhhh see - the description? It MUST be my bike. I hop on - only to find that the brakes are... where? And it's MUCH too tall for me - so I'm teetering along the sidewalk, hoping that no one will notice. I peddle as FAST as my itty bitty frog legs will take me... I'm quite proud of myself at this point. "look at me!" I exclaim to the world! "I'm FLYING!" Well - not really - but for a girl that doesn't exercise much (or at all) I was feeling strong. THENNNNNNN... the uphill battle began. Brandy didn't think it was uphill. BUT OHHHH NELLY IT WAS! By the time I reached 3 houses down from her home, I was tempted to jump off and bail the titanic ... I was SINKING! When I hobbled up her walkway I was panting, wheezing, and shaking - obviously in so much pain I could barely focus. Did I have asthma? I don't remember having asthma??? Feebily I knock on her door - luckily it was open. THANK YOU! I nearly collapse from exhaustion on her couch. She's laughing - thinking I am faking when I tell her I rode my bike to her home. "NO - it can't be!" she exclaimed. "Ohhh yes -'tis true!"
The computer project resummed after consumming about 4 glasses of water. I was done and realizing that the bike trek home must take place. But this time, I was going to be STRONGER. Off and away I rode, only to find that DOWNHILL was to my liking. I still arrived 20 houses later... feeble and weathered from the ride.
I really should start exercising again.
NOW ... my projects are winding down. I still have a few more shoots before THE BIG MOVE. But because my life in Kaysville is coming to an end, I thought it might be fun to open up my blog. What do YOU want to see in my life? What questions do you have? Is there something you've been DYING to know - dying to SEE? ASK NOW... OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE!! :)
Alright - I'm off to take some form of excedrin. That bike ride gave me a HEADACHE!
Here's an image from a GIRL'S WEEKEND GET AWAY from last month. Little self portrait of me w/ my lovely friends that I love. Most of us have known each other since we were 4. I threw up at Amberlee's house quite often when her mom would feed me authentic mexican cuisine. Ahhh the memories. We had some stranger on the street take our picture - but as the rule goes when you give your camera away... it was ruined. :)
QUESTIONS in the comments section.... Make me feel popular... ask away! :)
***ETA*** Just wanted to let you know of some of the questions asked so far... just in case you're wondering if what YOU are about to ask doesn't fall under a category. 1) Can I see a picture of your laundry room as it is RIGHT NOW!? 2) when do you work on pictures? 3) what does your day consist of? 4) if you could be any type of photographer, what would it be and why? And ... amberlee's question in comment #2 is: Why do you hate BROWN so much??? Ohhhh how i LONG to answer this question!!!
HAVE no FEAR... you can ask it all ... apparently. And I'll answer in them all in the next post.
It's okay, my dear Kara. I got winded just walking up your stairs today. All of our lovely energy goes towards other more important things now. RIGHT??? Don't we use enough muscle just in vacuuming alone? JEESH.
Posted by: Brandy | April 21, 2009 at 05:55 PM
Ok so I was winded just READING your post. haha I love you!!! So I am here pondering my question for you. I'm trying to think of what I could ask that I seriously may not know about you.
And so I pose the question about the color BROWN... Why you dislike, no hate, no despise it so? I understand that you are a visionary, I've known that for years...Did brown do something to you when you were a child? Did brown eat the last frozen chocolate chip from your freezer? Did Brown drop you on your head on your front porch when you were a baby? Did Brown smear Vicks Vapo rub on your satin sheets? I truly feel that you have given Brown a bad rap. In fact it pairs rather nicely with Robin's Egg Blue, maybe not soooo much with your pale Yellow, but I think it has potential. I really think you need to ask yourself 'What can BROWN do for me?'
With all my love in this MULTI COLORED world, Amb
P.S. My mom's skin is Brown do you hate her too? haha
Posted by: Amberlee | April 21, 2009 at 08:26 PM
I want to see your expression when you think about moving to PHX and hanging out with me all the time! waaa hooo!!! And don't worry, we don't have any hills here!
Posted by: AprilHaymore | April 21, 2009 at 10:11 PM
your post made me laugh.
I'd love to know your issue with brown as well. PTSD with a color---funny.
Also---I want to see some more pics. What's in your cupboards and fridge right this moment? You can tell a lot about a person from that.
Where did you go on your girly retreat---it sounds really fun.
Posted by: christine | April 22, 2009 at 06:27 AM
So, I realize your time in Kaysville is drawing to a close. However, I have not heard WHERE you are going?
And seriously... the brown thing is getting on my nerves!! Is that why you never come to MY HOUSE?
Posted by: Lilian | April 22, 2009 at 07:02 AM
Ohhhhhhhhh we finally get to see a picture from our girls night OVER a month ago!! I mean, it's not like you've had anything else on your plate, right? :) So fun to see though! Ha ha, did Adie call herself a turtle?
When did you decide to get into photography and why? Did you ever think you would make a business out of it or did you start for fun? Why do you not like doing weddings that much? Why didn't you come to Mesquite with us on our senior trip? Why did you lie about the mustard color socks in 4th grade? (haha) Why do you like dried fruit so much, or rather, do you still love it? Why are you leaving us to go to another state?!
Posted by: Krista | April 22, 2009 at 10:48 AM
Ok, what is it about Edward that seems to sweep you off your feet? Is it the fantasy of something unattainable, as there is yet to be a man born into this world that is like him? Or is it just a get away from your own life right now and anyone will do? Also, what is your favorite color combination? And which is your favorite photo location? And what is your favorite candy? LOVE your posts--obviously you will continue even when you move, right? RIGHT!!!
Posted by: Lisa | April 22, 2009 at 11:12 AM
Kara! I so wished there could've been a picture taken of you riding that bike!! You are so awesome!
My question: what is your all time favorite photograph?
Also the favorite part of your house!
Posted by: Stefanie | April 22, 2009 at 03:49 PM