Fritzy is on the left, and Simon is on the right.
Daniel, Alyssa, and Ryan are why I keep going. ♥
So today was craptacular for me, but in comparison to what is going on in Oklahoma right now it’s nothing. Too many tragedies keep unfolding, both man-made and natural. There’s so much heartache.
Insert whining here, because it’s Sunday night and I am still tired from the last week, and yesterday. I spent most of my Tuesday (3pm – 1:00am Wednesday morning) with my brother-in-law, his wife, and their now 2-week old baby (my nephew). I went back on Wednesday evening, after taking Ryan back to school for play practice. I stayed overnight, and did baby duty during the late night/early morning hours, so that my brother-in-law and his wife could get some much-needed sleep. Yes, I sacrificed my own, but like I told them, I can simply go home and take a nap, and/or go to bed early – they can’t do that with a newborn. I stayed until 3pm on Thursday, then headed home, where I went on a mini-whirlwind cleaning spree with both bathrooms and the litter boxes, then took a much-needed shower and caught up on emails before getting dinner ready for Dan and the kids, who arrived home a little after 8 (Alyssa and Ryan had play practice that lasted until 8, so Dan picked them up once he was done work).
On Friday morning I had my doctor’s appointment, then Dan and I ran a few errands, then I took a nap (which may or may not have been slightly induced via my first dose of Zoloft – my doctor prescribed 50mg per day), and then it was time to make dinner and get ready to take the kids to school for the play they had been practicing for, The Sword Called Excalibur. Alyssa played the child-aged Kay, and Ryan was one of the villagers. No pictures, because I used my camera to record video (which I won’t do again – with Nikon DSLRs you can only record 20 minutes at a time, and the play was an hour long!), but trust me: they did great. And Ryan couldn’t resist giving us a little wave from the stage, which made me melt.
Yesterday I spent my day with Amanda, and together we shot a wedding from start to finish (starting with the bride and groom at their respective hair salons; and ending with rooftop Harrisburg backdrop shots of the bride and groom together). It was exhausting, and most definitely a learning experience for both of us. I haven’t looked at the photos yet (Amanda has all of the RAWs), but just from reviewing our shots I think we did a decent job, particularly with some of the pre-ceremony photos. I left my house shortly before 9am, Amanda and I began shooting right at 11am, and we finished up at 10pm. I didn’t get home until midnight, and didn’t get to sleep until shortly before 2.
Once I did fall asleep, I thought I’d sleep Like A Boss considering that I got crappy sleep all week, and just spent 12 hours ON THE GO. But what I suspect is an ovarian cyst flared up out of almost nowhere (I was feeling a bit twingy on Friday and again yesterday, but I attributed yesterday’s twinges to being on my feet all day in a pair of crappy non-supportive flats), and woke me up with the intensity of the pulling and searing-like pain in the right side of my groin. I was so tired and so abruptly woken up by it that it took me at least a minute to figure out why the hell I was even conscious. And geez it hurt. I took half of a Flexeril and went back to sleep…and stayed asleep until nearly 11am! Whoo!
Today was much slower-paced than yesterday, though I was still a little grumpy when we had to get ourselves together to head over to Dan’s aunt and uncle’s house for a graduation party held in honor of one of Dan’s sisters, in honor of her graduating college. But we had a really good time seeing everybody, especially since we haven’t seen some family members since Christmastime. I have a lot of great photos from today, including a bunch that Alyssa took (am I horrible for reminding her to be careful with my camera by including the statement, “It’s worth more than you!”?), but I can’t be assed to deal with them until tomorrow. As it is my right arm is still sore from holding and lugging my camera around during the wedding shoot.