November kindness

So I think I've done so many nice things I've forgotten them. I had to go through my month to figure out some. I guess they were so simple that I forgot them. my first one I attempted to bring dinner to a single friend, but she wasn't home. I eventually brought over fresh apple pie, and just sat and talked. Ideally I wanted a meal, mostly because it is nice to come home and have food to quickly heat up. Meh you get what you get.

Then we went to Vegfest, Atlanta's Vegan festival, it was really good actually and I saw some recipes to make some good healthy eats.  I went with my neighbor to get info for my gluten free friend. I came home and made the best cupcakes for her. Unfortunately my acupuncturist stuck me to stop sugar cravings, so anytime I tasted the frosting I'd get queasy. I know they tasted good logically even if my stomach told me otherwise.

Voodoo medicine has been going well except I had a "health" crisis, and had call out of work for a cold/sinus infection/cough/sore throat/running nose mess. Doctor stuck me and up my meds and a day later was fine. Yep it's still working, but she has me rubbing Wheat Germ oil on my scars to help "heal energy holes." It's one thing I do feel is totally voodoo and am not sure that it is really doing anything. I don't know we'll see.

Family Picture Time

The last few years I've been wanting to get my picture professionally taken. Mostly because it's fun, but my mom always had a wall with all of our pictures going through school and major mile stones in our lives. In her room she had all of our family pictures.  She always liked to see how we grew and changed. I always liked that idea and decided I would do it with my family.  Fast forward to me with my family and I haven't had pictures taken since after our first year of marriage (had engagements done to match the wall, longish boring, me obsessive about uniformity story).  I did start to look for a photography when we hit the five year mark, but didn't see anything I liked or wanted to pay for.  My aunt came to visit in March and commented on our "engagement" photo and I just decided enough was enough. I deserved pictures of my family even if there was just two of us and no kids. There seems this unwritten law about people not getting professional photos unless you have kids.




I have a small confession to make: I'm obsessed with photos of people. I look and look at the detail until I've discovered all of the best and worsted parts of the picture.  If you really want to know what I think of the Royal baby christening photos, I could go off, but will leave it at they should not have paid the photography what they did for that official portrait--amateur mistakes where made.  I saw a lot of photographers work and I have to say (don't hate me because I know you have family photos of this within the last five to ten years of this) there is a crap load of families in front of barns and fields of golden wheat.  Bergh! I was so over that. Plus my family is far from the happy children as mom and dad are kissing in the background.  After many such pictures I stumbled upon a photography studio that had a section just for couples that wasn't engagement photos. I also was impressed because they had arty urban photos and generally a really different feel.  I was impressed because the people had such personality and different then just happy perfect family, but attitude and wit.  I really wanted to show off my cool city (I live in a cool part now) and capture that energy. The photographers had personality too which I know would help get Daniel out of his cheesy "I'm here because Annie has this corked brain idea, so yeah" smile.  


Dancing while trespassing.

I know I really wanted a picture of Atlanta in the background. The photographer, Kahran, suggested the West Provisional District in West Midtown.  We some pictures there, but got kicked out because they had a new copyright permission in order shoot there, so we headed out to The Goat Farm. Yep you guessed it a farm except it has turned into an artist district.  Some guy bought the old farm and then sold off the buildings to different artist for studio space.  The Walking Dead was filmed there, the Atlanta Ballet was practicing when we were taking our photos. We even broke in to one warehouse to get some  cool pictures.



Love this angle.

Now over all I am super pleased with my photos, but I have to admit Daniel had too much fun.  He forgot about the camera, so most of our photos you couldn't really see his face.  The photographer kept cracking up at us as we lead them around and Daniel was loosen up.  He even said he would hire them again and do it again.


Yep my Top Model pose.







The way all Gedge's sit, captured for posterity.



Outside an artist's studio

Hip and Cool



I think I look like my sisters in this picture. 

This is my favorite because captures a total Daniel and I conversation.