For me, it wasn't the dress, the choice of venue or even the theme of the wedding that has caused me much angst. It has been the pictures. Yes, I said it...the pictures.
I have spent countless days and nights thinking about the poses, the scenery and the type of photography that I want. Not too cutesy, not too editorial...I want to have just enough class and timeless quality to it.
I have pratically googled every photographer recommended in weddng magazines in the Houston-area. After reviewing their websites and checking out their photo galleries, I go further and "yelp" them to see what their reviews are. Then I sit there and figure out what I am getting for the amount. Am I getting ditigal prints? How many hours will they be at the wedding? Am I getting 2 photographers?
Its times like this that I hate the fact that my profession gets in the way of me planning. At work, I do nothing but sit there and research case upon case until I find a winning argument for my case. Looking for engagement/bridal/wedding photographers is the same thing. I do nothing but sit here and research photographer after photograher for the right one.
I have narrowed down my choices down to three photographers. I hope it whittles down to one pretty soon. I need to move on to other things to plan. I hate being so particular about pictures!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Louie
Yesterday, my bf and I went to go see a dog we saw on Craigslist. After driving to a small town an hour outside of Houston, we arrived at a home to see the dog laying outside under the warmth of the sun on the driveway. My bf said, "That's our dog!" I wasn't entirely sure, but we got out of the car, he went to us easily and wanted us to hold him!
After seeing the little guy, we knew we had to get him and so we did. His name was Chumbawumba. That wasn't going to last for very long. We drove back home with Chumbawumba, trying to decide what his new name would be.
Several names later, we finally settled on Louie. You see, Louie was the name of our first dog. However, we changed his name to Buster (after another dog we fostered for a day). Buster, our very first dog, passed away and in his memory, my bf thought we should name him Louie.
After Buster passed on, we wanted a way to keep him in our memories and naming our new dog after Buster seemed fitting.
So far, things are good. Louie, who is 9 months long, is acting like the puppy he is. He is constantly exploring around home, running amuck, chasing possums and generally, very curious.
After seeing the little guy, we knew we had to get him and so we did. His name was Chumbawumba. That wasn't going to last for very long. We drove back home with Chumbawumba, trying to decide what his new name would be.
Several names later, we finally settled on Louie. You see, Louie was the name of our first dog. However, we changed his name to Buster (after another dog we fostered for a day). Buster, our very first dog, passed away and in his memory, my bf thought we should name him Louie.
After Buster passed on, we wanted a way to keep him in our memories and naming our new dog after Buster seemed fitting.
So far, things are good. Louie, who is 9 months long, is acting like the puppy he is. He is constantly exploring around home, running amuck, chasing possums and generally, very curious.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
An Introduction...
Before Facebook monopolized the arena of social networking sites, I used to blog frequently on my MySpace account. That was years ago and plus, I was a student with too much time on my hands. Flash forward a few years later and now I am an attorney who feels like I never have enough time. But true to form, I find just enough time to blog away my rambling thoughts.
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