Happy Booger-Monster Day!

It’s Valentine’s Day and I am proudly sporting my nerdy red cardigan. Remember those days when your elementary school teachers required you to give EVERY kid in your class a Valentine’s Day card, but deep down inside, you didn’t want to give a card to the kid who stole your crayons during playtime or to the kid that was known as the booger-monster for all-too obvious reasons? I’m just sayin’. (And for the record, I was NOT someone’s booger monster!)

This past weekend, we got a chance to visit my husband’s grandmother, uncle, aunt, and cousins. We had not seen them in a while and I really enjoyed just sitting around listening in as well as participating in the familiar conversations and laughter that make a family, well, family.

Whether this day may be a happy, full-of-flowers-and-candy one for you, or a day where you’re still running from a present day bogger-monster, I hope you remember to celebrate love, in all its forms. Yes, with your significant other, but also the love you have for friends, family, and life itself.

Happy Booger-Monster Day!



Tucking Away the Chicken Wings

I was excited and of course, very nervous as we made our way up the Piedmont hills that housed the café shop in which I would be attending my first networking/meet up event with other photographers and industry peers. In the attempt to finally get connected with other like-minded photographers, I agreed to come to this event upon the kind invitation from another Bay Area photographer.


Now, I’m not extroverted by nature so to get over my shyness, (a.k.a. I’d rather be sitting in a corner in the back stuffing my face with whatever snacks were served), was a HUGE deal for me. My husband thankfully agreed to attend the event with me and as we made our way into the cute little photography studio/café already buzzing with chatter from other attendees, I couldn’t help but feel a tingle of excitement and anticipation as I made this small step towards connecting with others and ultimately making this photography business more real.

We found some seats in the back (in case my chicken wings came out and I wanted to run/kinda-fly out of there) and listened in as the speaker began his presentation. At the end of the night, I got a chance to meet the photographer who invited me (we had only corresponded via email up until this point) to this event as well as few other photographers. (And not once did my chicken feathers and wings flap out!)

All in all it was a great experience that taught me to tuck away my chicken wings and instead let courage and faith take flight. And yes, I am actually now looking forward to the next networking opportunity that comes up. (ooooh, I said it out loud!!)

Happy, happy Thursday!

Sibling Rivalry And The Way to Solve It

I love remembering the days when sibling rivalry between my two sisters and me was the norm of everyday life. Everything from who snagged the last piece of chocolate (ME! Always me….), to who took the blame for broken lamp in the living room (sister number 1), or who got first dibs on the biggest bedroom in the house (sister number 3). I look at pictures like this and smile to think at how, as older sister, I could have solved many a conflict growing up with my two younger sisters had someone told me about this approach a long time ago:

If my husband and I ever get a brother or sister for our four-legged baby, Kona Bean, this is definitely the way I hope she handles conflict with her siblings.  =)