for the record, this snowglobe is broken.

the one brett got for her last year to start a collection.

shards of glass, green plastic, glitter, and funky-smelling water all puddled on the tile with our christmas memories.

…but i still laughed.

it’s kinda been a broken snowglobe kind of week, but amidst the busy craze, we’ve had some really special times.

like game night…

and gingerbread houses… (twice!)

and dinners with in-laws and movies and lots more i don’t have time to write about right now.

…and we’re piecin’ our snowglobe back together (figuratively…the other one we replaced).

…and everything’s just fine.

…enjoying the snowglobes-can-be-rebuilt/replaced/refurbished things. ~k

yes, jen. it’s true.
superwoman, i so am not.

let’s just say it’s 7 am and i’m beginning to deal with it.
pray i come out alive.

…enjoying the procrastination-gets-you-nowhere things. ~k

so…and yes, i like to start posts with “so”…

…my mind is completely bejiggity lately and i’m taking melatonin to sleep at night because, around 4, i wake up and start thinking about the orders i have to finish and my christmas card and wrapping presents and going to the post office to send stuff and laundry and getting organized and, for the love of pete, when will it ever end?

i have a bunch of cute stuff to post later…like making gingerbread houses and game night and her cowboy boot obsession and all the wonderful things floating around in my mind these days in between the stuff that keeps me up at night (p.s. melatonin works like a dream).

i’ll streamline this as best as i can.

one being…
new fabulous album that’d make a great christmas present. black leather custom design accordian album holds 12 “pages.” offering it complete with design and prints (from a session) for $100. it’s a little bigger than a 4 x 6, and i want twenty of them.
check it out:

and two…this fabulous girl i photographed tonight.

this is leslie.

her parents adore her.

…and so did my camera.

i had an absolute blast shooting tonight. leslie…you are beautiful.

oh, and what the heck. i’ll throw in some of my girl’s boots. she wears them day & night. even with her pajamas. think it’s because she can slide them on and off herself. or maybe because she knows what looks good.

…and we’re watching poppa’s dogs while he’s in key west. the little one she can pick up and carry around, no problem.

whew! think i’m done for now.

…enjoying the a.d.d things. ~k