I haven’t posted in awhile, and I hope you’ll forgive me. Especially when I tell you that I have a very good reason. No, my dog did not eat my computer, although if that old goat was still around, I wouldn’t put it past him (may his slobbery doggie soul rest in peace).
Some of you already know that my man and I recently moved, which involved a large explosion of boxes, a few broken pieces of furniture, numberous vanishing critical items, and four plastic tubs labeled ”sentimental crap.”
We moved on a Friday morning. I shot an engagement session that Friday night. I made an insignificant dent in the box explosion Saturday. I spend Sunday morning in the emergency room, Sunday afternoon in surgery, and Sunday night somewhere in la-la land. I was released Monday afternoon, minus one very disgruntled appendix. I spent the next two days looking at boxes I was not allowed to move. On Thursday, my assistant Alicia drove us to Rochester. On Friday we started shooting at 10 am, and we packed our bags to go at 10 pm.
I’ll tell you the same thing I told my mom: Don’t worry. I heal like a champ.
But now that all the boxes are unpacked and the incisions are healed, it’s time for a little gratitude party.
I’m grateful for my man. I woke up to him petting my head. Pure heaven.
I’m grateful for all the incredibly talented and caring nurses and doctors at St. John’s.
I’m grateful for my awesome father-in-law, who helped me pick up Craigslist shelves I needed to contain the box explosion.
I’m grateful for all my family and friends who called, e-mailed, texted, Facebooked and visited me.
I’m grateful for my wonderful, fabulous assistant Alicia. I would have been eating Vicodin like Skittles if she wasn’t at that wedding.
I’m grateful it didn’t happen during a wedding and that I had a few days to heal before I did have a wedding.
I’m grateful to have the MNPPA. If my appendix hadn’t been so considerate in it’s timing, the MNPPA would have helped me find someone to cover my weddings.
And even though I already mentioned him once, I’m grateful for my man.
Now that I’m right as rain again and all nestled into my new digs, keep an eye out for upcoming posts. There’s good things to come, my friends.
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