I have been a blog slacker lately. This is do in part to 2 things:

1. I don't have much interesting going on in my life. Nothing blog-worthy anyway.

2. I have been suffering from a cold which might be the death of me. Last week I was sitting there feeling perfect, when I suddenly sneezed. An everyday sneeze. Suddenly I was sick, and the next 24 hours I went through multiple tissue boxes, sneezed more times than I have up to this point in my life combined, and had one red little nose.

Over the past few days I have been feeling on and off better. Until tonight, when the cold decided to leave my head and take up permanent residence in my chest. And my neck is sore. And my throat hurts. And I am sitting at work right now.

Merrhgh.

I'll be back when I'm feeling better.

Jas and I are off to Vegas for the weekend for a little BYU/UNLV football action. In the meantime, please enjoy a few photos from some recent photo sessions...

In honor of my little brother Drew, who will be leaving Monday for the military. Around February he will become a full-time Marine. We are all very proud of him, of course, but it is definitely a scary though given our Country's current situation.



These guys were so much fun to work with. Lots of joking and laughing, and Grandma and Grandpa were a crack up!


These guys adopted Landon a couple months ago and were just sealed as a family.



This family was SO much fun to photograph. Their kids were all so photogenic and posed so well. Aren't they adorable?










Fun shoot up AF canyon with a mom and Son

I am pleased to announce that The Cheesecake Factory will soon be gracing Utah with it's presence. Here's proof.

If we could all please have a moment of silence in honor of this event.

Should any of you need to find me on November 1, 2007...you know where I'll be.



p.s. Since it is opening in like 2 1/2 weeks I'm sure lots of people knew about this before I did. Shut up. Don't spoil my fun.

"Dude, remember that night I got impounded?"

This has gotta be sent into Jay Leno, of Dumbest Criminals, or something.

Tonight around 0100 we got 2 911 calls. First one was from a local college apartment complex saying the fire extinguisher glass had been broken and there was blood smeared all down the hallway and all over the walls.

Second one was a local tow company. They had just impounded a vehicle from said apartment complex. When they got the vehicle back to the tow yard and started to take inventory, they found, (amongst other things) a guy passed out in the back seat. UUMMMM ya. Kinda funny at first, till the tow truck driver starts screaming that he is covered in blood, and he doesn't know if the guy is breathing or not.

Paramedics and officers rush down, yada yada yada. Turns out, the guy is not only breathing, but VERY intoxicated. He had punched the glass for whatever reason, and cut his hand pretty bad. He then proceeded to smear it anywhere he could. (sometime after the glass-punching and blood smearing, he drunkenly made his way to his car and passed out in the back seat. At which time both he and his car were towed.)

The funniest part of the story is, he is so drunk he probably won't remember any of this in the morning, and is going to wake up in his cell having no clue how he got there. Which is kinda a bummer. Can you imagine being a college kid and actually being able to tell your buddies "dude, I so got impounded last night!"

ya, stuff like this is total job security.

Sweet New Happenings and How My Husband Can Look Just Like Mr. T

I have never cut anyone's hair before. Ever. Except for my own. When I get home from getting it cut I usually have to fix it, and due to the fact that I have NO idea what I'm doing, I usually screw it up. But, in the real world of hair cutting, I am a novice. When I told Jason this, he was surprised. "You never cut ANYONES hair? like EVER? What about in High School? Or just for fun??"

um, no. Sorry, just because boys are born with some weird ability to look under the hood of a car and have the slightest clue as to what they are staring at does not mean girls are born with the innate ability to cut hair.

Well this was the beginning of a few conversations about hair cutting. It eventually led to me asking my husband what he looked like bald.

"Scary. I look like a gang member," was what he told me.

Not 30 minutes later we're sitting in the kitchen armed with a brand new pair of clippers, a towel and the excitement of my first "real hair cut." (mind you, I never really CARED that I had no idea how to cut anyone's hair, the mere fact that he was going to let me touch his sacred halo of curls was enough motivation for me.)

So, here he is BEFORE:


The First Cut...


Feeling more comfortable:


And, um, during. (I call this, "bowl cut")


WHO KNEW JASON LOOKED JUST LIKE MR. T?




Um, ya. Practically twins.

And, a little more fun in-betweens (Not really sure how I talked him into this...but the "gang member" is starting to show through)


This kid has the thickest, curliest hair ever


"AFTER!!"

(I can see where he was coming from on the whole gang member issue. But as long as we stay far away from the Mr. T scowl, we should be okay. Except he will probably scare the poor kids in nursery.....)


Good times were had by all.

In other news, our website is LIVE!! After a weekend of slaving over a hot keyboard and several calls to the tech-support guys, that bad boy is ready! So, take a moment and wander over there, won't you? Give us feedback. After all, it is our first website. Have a look around. Hire us. Tell your friends to hire us.


http://www.everylittlemomentphotography.com


In other other news, we got our business cards printed up too! Look!!

(front)

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and in the last bit of news...I have now been up for 25 1/2 hours. and I. Am. Sleepy.