tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89190360767412496322024-03-21T09:01:32.759-06:00making a short story longmy ability to make a short story long is notorious with my friends and family...and we all agree that given enough wine, i could rule the world. a little insight to my life, my work and the ones i love.larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-79757230003356903842012-06-12T14:59:00.003-06:002012-06-12T14:59:53.756-06:00Let the "Adventure" End!The other day, I managed to find time to chat with my friend, Meredith...sweet, happy Meredith. And I always feel like the big, dark shadow next to her...Point being, she suggested I blog about my recent life changing time. Apparently, my recall of events was slightly humorous.
So.
Jan. 15th, Drew moved in with his parents in Odessa because he changed professions and is now sellling oil field larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-51904044246532045112011-11-08T15:12:00.000-07:002011-11-08T15:12:29.329-07:00Trudging through mud and dragging everyone with me...Too often I feel like I spend my days trudging through mud and dragging everyone with me. All five of them. Uphill. With at least 2 of them crying. One pouting. One whining. And the big one, my husband, digging in his heels.
Anyone else feel that way? Sometimes it's getting ready for church or school, or while trying to pick up the house before a client comes by. Other times, it is just a larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-8086794512957029692011-02-11T20:39:00.000-07:002011-02-11T20:39:51.773-07:00sometimes our heart does breakstroman's been a main topic here lately. until mid-January, he'd been home with me and that means lots of talking with momma time. sometimes it's funny. sometimes it's exhausting. but most often listening to stroman makes me tear up.
tonight we received news that a man from our church had a massive heart attack while taking part in one of his favorite activities, swimming.
while we waited for larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-81798927449532636572011-01-31T22:14:00.000-07:002011-01-31T22:14:41.329-07:00It's Almost Valentine's Day...which means I'll be right on time if I get my photos from Christmas online today!
a little room to breathe here people!
i just finished the best book...ROOM.
stayed up late. didn't do a thing this a.m. until i finished it.
lovely use of language. still thinking about the characters.
meanwhile...look what i found on the external today...
Case
Lexi
she really likes hats
drew took larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-39622594618851121612011-01-27T18:45:00.001-07:002011-01-28T09:03:49.181-07:00The Snake-Killing Fire Power of Three Year Olds"Mom, did I tell you about when Tegin and I killed-ed a snake?" Stroman asked one night during dinner.
"No, babe," I replied. "What happened?"
"We were, um, in the pasture. I mean, the jungle..." gulp, gulp, gulp (drinking milk like he's never been so thirsty), sigh. "And we were neeking up on an elephant with our rifles, like what Mibter Bic (Mister Vic) has and we saw a big, huge rattlesnake larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-20269063885374723382011-01-26T09:10:00.000-07:002011-01-26T09:10:47.243-07:00liar, liar, pants on fire.let's be honest. i'm just glad to have pants on.
even if they are on fire.
last week i was fortunate enough to spend some time chatting with my former neighbor, Mindi.
and i promised her i would blog over the weekend, but life happened and i didn't make time for it.
it's wednesday and here i sit. trying to decide what i could share...
it's beyond time that we begin "The Chronicles of Tegin larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-42750974835400793552010-06-25T14:49:00.000-06:002010-06-25T14:49:58.789-06:00betterthanexpectedthat's said in a whisper...today i am betterthanexpected.
but i'm skittish to say that too LOUDLY or the world could crash again...
we've had a hellish busy week...let's start with Jal softball...we cruise into Jal, NM after dropping Lexi & Stroman with grandparents. bank temp reads a smooth 105 - holy cow - i'm 32 weeks pregnant and about to photograph almost 200 girls in 105 degree heat! larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-6713538422849574682010-06-14T21:06:00.000-06:002010-06-14T21:06:27.240-06:00what is wrong with me? no short answers here...relocated? check.
basically unpacked? check.
in love with my husband? check.
adorable children? check. 3 healthy and one on the way.
happy woman? ouch. well, there are some days...okay moments of the day. um...no. not happy. not the joyful pregnant lady i should be. not the one i want to be. not the one i believe God intends for me to be.
and i can't determine why not. there isn't anything in larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-13193609583446011202010-06-13T19:46:00.000-06:002010-06-13T19:46:03.140-06:00photos of family from Christmas adventurelarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-2155228753678569452010-01-29T16:12:00.001-07:002010-01-29T16:20:46.061-07:00steadyman i love to take photos. really, really love to take photos. but i have the hardest time actually utilizing the pics i take of my kids or the family...
so, these images - the ones i really treasure are hidden away on numerous external drives and sometimes i forget about some of them.
recently, i had to drag out an old external to update some photos with new editing software to see how the larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-89411041778422717312010-01-04T12:20:00.001-07:002010-01-04T18:19:10.408-07:00we did it...okay. breathe in. breathe out.
that's my mantra today.
why? you inquire.
drew resigned from his job today.
crazy! you deduce.
possibly. we are going to chase our photography dreams and eliminate the rat race from our lives. he loves coaching and loved the kids at NMMI, but we are at a point in my photography where the business can stay at its current level - or we can work to grow the larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-60002897915702156312009-12-15T19:23:00.000-07:002009-12-15T19:23:47.084-07:00i love this time of year...larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-79266638980456437802009-12-11T11:05:00.002-07:002009-12-11T11:05:59.430-07:00really nice. me. seriously. i was nice.stop giggling.
wait for it.
here it is.larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-78846205586543764322009-11-12T14:29:00.004-07:002009-11-12T14:34:18.698-07:00exposure cowboywhen i take photos, i use a digital exposure checker to be certain my colors are correct.this is stroman helping me with the exposure card. but i don't care about the colors - look at the smilin' blue eyes on that precious boy!plus, he's got it upside down which won't tell me much on my histogram.larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-86961306467596740282009-11-12T10:14:00.010-07:002009-11-12T10:51:08.000-07:00confessions.it's horrible to discover that you've done something wrong. and i believe i have discovered just that.i might have made a mistake.see, i don't really think anyone reads my blog. just me. maybe mindi. amy s comes by occassionally. my mom doesn't even read it. drew does if i ask him to...and then, the other day i got an email from someone saying they enjoyed the photos. how nice, i thought as i larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-1484669968644922582009-11-07T21:07:00.002-07:002009-11-07T21:12:38.903-07:00i've been fighting thisbut i can't anymore.dear neighbor,how nice it must be that you were guided to buy a motorcycle during your Quarter Life Crisis. it's been nice to know that you enjoy revving the engine of your bad-ass machine from the safety of your loud-ass garage every day. it doesn't seem to have any trouble with the engine, so why not just start it and drive away? is that too much to ask? it is a form of an larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-73589942202419609292009-07-29T09:25:00.003-06:002009-08-05T07:20:46.993-06:00this a.m.8:00 cereal in bowls, juice in cups, all at table8:01 realize we are out of milk and convince kids to eat cereal like a snack8:04 feeding lexi when cyd asks how i get my body to make milk for baby to drink. that's a fun thing to explain to a 4 year old. she took it well.8:22 remember it is trash day and quickly gather and take trash outside to place on curb. painfully aware as i wave at the larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-59290614914187225142009-05-11T16:52:00.001-06:002009-05-11T16:59:10.474-06:00monkey toeslarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-14698742040137501612009-05-11T16:08:00.003-06:002009-05-11T16:19:40.483-06:00what color do you think it is?Stroman had another night terror a few nights back.Judging by how he was screaming "Mommy hold you!" it must have been something tragic that kept me from getting to him in his nightmare.The next morning, we discussed the episode over breakfast."Stroman, did you have a bad dream last night," Drew asked."Yeah," Stroman pouted."Were you scared?" Drew asked."Yeah," the little guy admitted. He's larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-52074596564835059952009-04-28T09:09:00.002-06:002009-04-28T09:24:35.979-06:00tidbitsyesterday i drove to big spring, texas to pick up sniggles from her weekend with her biological father. during the brief 5-hour drive there i normally a) listen to talk radio, b) drink excessive amounts of coffee and c) consider things to blog about.apparently the DR was good listening because i only came up with blog tidbits...i'm EAGERLY awaiting the arrival of my new lens...drew and i made a larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-69511380038686273902009-04-14T08:21:00.002-06:002009-04-14T08:25:18.465-06:00what would you do?we received a call late last night...about 10 p.m. on our land line, which is never good.it was a girl who has babysat for us before.she wanted us to cover for her because she told her mom she was here keeping the kids...i asked where she had been.she told me she was at the movies with her boyfriend.her mom is calling this a.m. to confirm that the girl has been at our house keeping our kids larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-9976091965283077552009-04-07T09:10:00.004-06:002009-11-12T16:33:47.746-07:00simply that time of year...when coaches move.and discuss job opportunities.and dig out the resume to shine it up if something seems interesting.it doesn't always mean that life isn't good. more often than not, looking at a new job is simply part of going through this time of the year.here's my theory. coaches are constantly looking for the next challenge and when they hear about a program that needs revamping, most of the larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-15858280404152806562009-03-21T16:11:00.002-06:002009-03-21T16:14:13.845-06:00should i?perhaps.or maybe not.but i did.i started a new blog. odd, you say, she never seems to update her current blog...true. however, i think i'll be forced to update the new one simply to survive.we've just returned from our spring break vacation. it generated tons of info for both blogs. i'll begin the information overload this week. maybe.larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-91325370263407609342009-03-01T21:04:00.003-07:002009-03-01T21:44:49.401-07:00because i keep meeting new people, it sometimes seems like this should be repeated...one of my first blog postings. this is from 2007. now, life is completely different. cyd is 4, stroman 2, baby lexi is due in july...and we live in a completely different state.but here's where we were then:where to start...or stopwhat i can't seem to grasp...(totally in the blogger world, if we expanded this larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919036076741249632.post-61978409558178147212009-02-26T10:19:00.002-07:002009-02-26T10:25:28.714-07:00it took forever!the ultrasound technician did all of the measuring, checking, etc. and baby remained extremely modest. in fact, tech told me that i was welcome to come back when i had my next ob/gyn appt. and see if her door was open to look again and see if we could find out boy or girl.but this is the second time we'd been in and i was already concocting a plan of walking around the office for 3 minutes and larenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00198886915737153238noreply@blogger.com9