I know that Colorado has plenty more winter in store, but we’re soaking up the sun for now. Apparently you need a pillow to enjoy lounging in the yard.
xoxo,
Blair (& Hoss)
I am so lucky to call photography my “job”. It isn’t one of those 9-5 kind of jobs where you leave work at the office. I get the opportunity, for a short moment, to get a gimps into the lives of my clients. I get to witness the excitement of pregnancy, the joy of newborns and love of a family enjoying time together. Thank you for letting me be part of your journey.
“Without knowing you I would be a million laughs short of my full potential.”
xoxo,
Blair
My long list of excuses starts with this..
I know it’s not the best excuse, but that eventually lead to this…
Yes, those are really my feet. I’m sorry you have to see them so giant on the internet, but I’m trying to make a point here. I know that swollen feet shouldn’t effect you ability to type, but they do 
Fortunately, those awful feet lead to this…
Even better, that lead to this…
I know there is no excuse for being gone for so long, but she’s awfully cute and it’s pretty hard to put her down. I guess I’ll just have to learn to type with one hand.
xoxo,
Blair
Let’s just pretend that I’ve been on vacation. Let’s not get into the fact that I went so long without updating my blog that I couldn’t get myself to do it. Let’s all imagine that I’ve been on a beach for months laying in the sand and getting an amazing tan. Sadly, as much as I wish it were true, my tan is less than stellar and I have some nice Colorado windburn to prove my lack of beach time. Either way, I’m officially returning from my vacation. I’ve missed you guys and I have a lot to catch you up on.
First of all, I had an AMAZING shoot with this beautiful lady. I knew my job would be easy the moment she stepped out of her van. Perfectly styled hair, beautiful photo-ready make-up, and let’s admit it, she’s gorgeous!
I also spent a beautiful wedding weekend with this handsome couple. If only I could describe the detail and love that went into every aspect of their wedding. One of the highlights for me….Can you say fried green tomato BLTs?
My beach story wasn’t a total lie. Thanks to my wonderful Mom I also spent a little time here…
The bottom line is, I’m sorry. I let time get away and my inner procrastinator get the best of me. The good news is…. I’m back!
In a million years I would never have imagined my life as a military wife. I dreamed of being an artist, a teacher or anything that allowed me to be independent and free. Funny how life sends you down a path that somehow leads you back to where you began. In the first two years we were married we moved to Germany and Erik was home for a total of 9 months. Talk about independence and freedom. The hard lesson was not jumping into the military life, but learning that the life I dreamed of turned out to be a little lonely. I learned to keep myself busy, to not watch the news, to love skype and sleep with my phone in hand. While I loved my time alone (and still do), I couldn’t wait for the day Erik would finally come home. I would imagine what I would wear, how excited our dog would be, what we would talk about, and what it would feel like to hold his hand again. The hard part of deployments and time apart fade away, but you never forget that moment when you walk or run toward each other for the first time in months.
This week I was honored to capture that moment for another military family. Not only were mom and the kids there waiting, but family had driven in from all over the country to welcome him home. His grandparents, who are in their 80′s, made the long drive to Colorado. Watching their eyes fill with tears as he marched in was almost overwhelming. There aren’t words enough to thank them for asking me to be a part of their reunion.
Welcome home!
xoxo
First of all, I want to apologize for disappearing for a couple weeks, I have been back home in Kentucky. This was one of those visits that makes me even more thankful for the journey of life. I didn’t get to see many friends, spend much time relaxing or do any of the things I had planned. I spent the majority of those ten days at the hospital with my PaPaw. We were supposed to take my grandparents on a cruise, but a week before I arrived PaPaw was admitted to the hospital with pneumonia and our trip was cancelled. While he was in the hospital he turned 85! We sent out a last-minute email to a few friends and family that we were throwing together a quiet party for him in the family room of the fourth floor. By the time he scooted out of his room with his walker, we had stuffed that family room with close to fifty people. One of his very best friends from Louisville came, which was a wonderful surprise for us all! My grandparents and most of their friends are deaf, so at least we were a quiet bunch. He was absolutely thrilled and I think it did wonders for his spirit and quick recovery. My “Journey” this week is dedicated to my PaPaw. I miss you SO very much and can’t think of a better way to spend my time at home than with you.
xoxo
I wish I was one of those people who could say that their birthday was just another day. I wish I could go through the day with no expectations or wishes and fall asleep that night satisfied knowing I celebrated another year. But that would be a big, fat lie. I LOVE birthdays! Not just mine, all birthdays. This one, however, came with even more excitement and a touch of dread…. My 30th Birthday.
Erik asked me a few weeks ago what I wanted to do for my birthday and as I sat there munching on my waffle fries I started listing all my favorite things to eat. I laughed and said that I wanted all of those things for my birthday dinner. He rolled his eyes and told me to breath between bites.
Apparently he was listening. Erik, who hates surprises, spent the last couple weeks putting together the greatest “Blair-centric” surprise party EVER! He enlisted a number of our fantastic friends to run all over town picking things up, sneaking into our house and decorating to create this masterpiece of a birthday buffet. Big shout-out to Brittany, Adam, Angelika, Katie and Devon who spent their day putting everything together!
As you can see from the photo, Erik has learned that the way to my heart is through food. He didn’t just take me to my favorite restaurant, he brought all my favorite restaurants to ME!
If that isn’t true love then I don’t want any part of it. Only a good husband knows that nothing takes the sting out of turning 30 like ice cream cake.
xoxo
My dad was hysterical, easily the funniest person I’ve ever known. Without fail, when my family is together a Dad joke or moment will be retold. The thing that always strikes me is how, at the time, they weren’t “moments”, they were just everyday life. The memories that I cherish are the mundane, the regular and boring everyday. If I could have my dad back for one single day I wouldn’t make big plans or worry about what we were going to do. I would soak up the sound of his voice, the way he wheezed when he laughed, and his heavy footfalls on the floor.
Hindsight is 20/20, as they say, but knowing and understanding loss has given me the chance to truly appreciate each day for what it is, a gift. In the end when all the “big” moments are over, it is the everyday that shapes who we are. I plan to take a day each week to celebrate the journey. The people, animals, places and photos might not be extraordinary, but I couldn’t be more thankful for each one.
xoxo
As the saying goes, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step”, but dang that first step is hard. Blogging is something that has kept me in fear for awhile now. I’ve had my blog set up for months and I check on it from time to time, like a seed that is going to plant itself. I guess I figured if I left it there, ignored, then I wouldn’t have to worry that it wouldn’t grow. I do have a bit of a black thumb, so my fear is justified (just ask my husband).
Maybe I was inspired by the weather. The Spring-like sun was shinning down on my face and I decided that anything planted today would surely grow. So here it is, my venture into the blogging world. Please be kind and bare with me as I navigate this new adventure. It’s only a seed, but hopefully this time I’m remember to water it and there’s notelling what will grow.
xox0
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