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So on Sunday I had the pleasure of hanging out with my beautiful childhood buddy Melissa. We had decided that we were going to check out Lyman Orchards’ Winterfest. We  had such a great time! Above was a photo I had taken of one of the gorgeous blue-eyed Huskies that were “on display” with their owners for the dog sledding demonstration. There was also ice sculptures and an awesome horse-drawn sled ride (which I can now say I’ve been on one!) Afterward we bought a bottle of wine from a local vineyard and headed back to her place for some cheese, crackers, wine and laughs. It is always so long between visits with her, and we really need to make a pact that we won’t let time get away from us next time. She’s one of the only friends I have from my childhood that I’m still somewhat close to. You can see more pictures of the beautiful huskies and our silly antics here.

Photography has been my obsession as of late. It has always been therapeutic for me, but it never took such a focus in my life until lately. My hair stylist (photographed above) had contacted me via Facebook a few weeks ago and said she had always admired my self-portraits, and begged me to take some photos of her. I was terrified, but agreed. How in the world am I going to pull this off?? I freaked inwardly. I have never taken a photo of another human being like this in my life. What if they suck? What if she hates me? The anxiety attacks kept coming.

I confided in a co-worker/friend about it, and she said that if I wanted to, I could take some photos of her. She had just started a Facebook page, and needed some portraits of herself. She had also commented that my photography/self-portraits were something she admired, and thought it would be the perfect chance to “warm up” before my appointment with my hair stylist.

Well, after a 2 1/2 hour photo shoot with my co-worker, I was so elated with the results. I couldn’t wait to show her. I showed my mother, and her response was “You seriously need to think about a career change.” I shared the pictures with my hair stylist and told her I was warmed up and ready to go. She told me she wanted to keep my business cards (after I actually got business cards) at her shop, because my portraits were beautiful.

Today was my “photo shoot” with my hair stylist. I cannot tell you how much of an amazing feeling it is to edit a photo, add my name on the proof and feel like it could be something in a magazine ad somewhere. That feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment have me on cloud nine the past few weeks.

I hope this means I’ve found my calling. That I’ve finally found something I’m good at.