Friday, September 10, 2010

Last Chance

So the wife-to-be is going to have her bachelorette party tomorrow. I'm going to miss her. But she's super excited about her mafia party, with her mafia suit and all the party's matching bachelorette shirts.

*I* am excited about MINE! It's a sweet 80s-wedding-themed party. I'm going to be wearing a white wedding dress with a big fat bow on my butt, and this v-shaped crown with a huge poufy veil I made. My friends will all be in 80's bridesmaid dresses and suits. All on the 18th.


This. Will. Be. Epic.

22 days left!!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Self Esteem

The enemy
within
is worse than anything
you've
ever said to me.
The fighting and biting and
acid words
hissed in my ear
sound so
true
as though no other person
in the world
could know better.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Strange

Odd, isn't it
How the world doesn't actually
revolve
around me.

Odd, isn't it
How I have it much better than it
feels
some days.

Odd, isn't it
How the "everything" I knew is really
nothing
at all.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Words for when there are none

Just another drop in your
puddle of sympathy
doesn't seem too important
to me
but
maybe to you
it means the world
and
if you wanted me to
I would rain only for you.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Love and Apathy

Today is Father's Day. I have a pretty great one, so here's to him. Charles Steven Forrester, known to those who love him as "Steve," is the best dad I know. I'm also pretty certain he's Superman. Love you, dad.

Today is also the one month anniversary of my best friend's daughter's death. So here's to you, Isabelle. You were wonderful, and you will never ever be forgotten. Never. I stood in the baby section today at Walmart and picked up a pair of preemie shorts and started to cry. They were so tiny, they might have even been too small for you in your tiny little diaper butt. Thank you for everything you were able to share with us while you were here, and someday we'll meet again.

Yesterday, instead of doing anything related to photography, the wedding, or cleaning, I opted to stay in bed from the moment I woke up until 8 something that night--so roughly twelve hours-- and read. On my iTouch. Yes, on a 2"x3" screen. It was marvelous. The best part is, I am getting pretty caught up with the photography so I didn't even feel *that* guilty about it. I think I need to spend more days getting back to what I really love, and getting away from the computer. Don't get me wrong, I love photography and whatnot, but just losing myself in a different world is a great feeling.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

The Difference

Winds of change
don't always blow
when you're ready, waiting
and set to go

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Irony

Why is it that
when
we have not
we dream to have
but
when we have
we dream to have not?