I am going to need a new journal soon. I started my current journal on December 28, 2019 and miraculously I have kept with it all this time.
I might switch to Moleskine notebooks instead of a formal journal. They are better for purses. And, I have several of Moleskine notebooks sitting around. But, regardless….the journal has to have no lines, like a sketchbook. I like the freedom to make my pages have as many lines of text as I feel like filling up.
All this to say, I love private, on paper journaling. But, I have desperately missed blogging. I love my people and I miss talking to you. I just have a brain the psychs me out for no good reason.
This has been the week I have gotten real about my health. I joined the Peloton app and have taken baby steps into learning about Pilates. I am still working the Noom program. I am working to balance sitting positions and sit up straighter when I am sitting in the recliner. I am drinking tons of water.
I’ve kept the light therapy lamp on most of the day to fight off late winter blah’s.
So ready for Spring!
This has also been the week I’ve been facing our mortality….lol. Sort of lol. Jared and I have started working on our wills. It’s way past time to have our affairs in order. We don’t have a lot but we want our wishes regarding the boys respected.
I have been all over the place this winter regarding my photo gear.
First it was a new-to-me Nikon APS-C DSLR, a D5600. It came with a 35mm 1.8. lens and a 10-20mm lens. I invested in an 18-200 lens as a walkaround lens for it.
Then, it was a Nikon D750 that came with a Sigma 24-105mm f4 lens. I then bought an 85mm 1.8 for it.
Then, I gifted (which I stand by 100%) my Fuji X-T20 and a 35mm lens to a friend and aspiring photographer.
My last wedding in January, I shot with the Fuji X-H1 and the D750.
All this to say, I have been having a gear identity crisis. But, I am nearly through it. And Fuji is winning out.
Hear me out:
The D750 is nifty. Even the D5600 is awesome in good light. However, I am not convinced that it is worth investing in more lenses for the D750. I love full-frame for portraits. But when I need reach, I need reach. At weddings, I need reach. So, I think the X-H1’s and the zooms will remain perfect for that purpose. I am not unhappy running dual systems and I do not regret having invested in the DSLR’s. I love my Nikon 35mm 1.8, and so I am happy with the decision to gift my Fuji 35mm. And the X-T20 literally sat there doing nothing for a year.
Moving forward, however, I am 99% certain that when investing in new gear, that gear will be Fuji. I am still holding out for the 50mm 1.0 lens, even though it is forever on backorder and may never be in stock again.
However, I am happy to have toyed around with the DSLR’s, because now. I. know. And I can move forward with eyes wide open.
This is Eunice Marie. She came to live with us a couple of weeks ago. She is 11 years old.
Eunie has had a little bit of an adjustment period. She begs for treats. She survives someone who passed from covid. She was very, very well loved in her previous home. We will be her retirement home. Her Mama named her, so we’re keeping the name, though we call her “Eunie” for short most of the time.
We are still determining pack order in this house, but luckily the skirmishes are spaced out and few. As we get to know each other, Jared and Liam are Eunie’s primary people. Abby and Trixie are satisfied with having another family member in the house, but Eunie’s whole world has been torn upside down so we are trying to be really patient with her. Eunie’s biggest disappointment with us is that we do not give her treats on begging command. Eunie has a very specific, very endearing way of begging and a softer heart would give into her pleas. However, I have her health in mind. So like our other girls, she gets one treat a day.
Eunie came with a menagerie of toys and clothing items. Sadly, Abby absconds with Eunie’s toys, so they mostly stay up in Liam’s room, where Eunie sleeps at night.
Eunie almost never barks, except when Abby barks. When Abby barks, Eunie is her echo. It is SO adorable.
Incidentally, my love affair of cleaning house with vinegar has grown for its deodorizing power. As has the need to wipe down each dog daily with baby wipes to cut down on smelliness.
We officially have a pack. I am not certain but I suspect Eunie may be our new Alpha.
Let’s get the ghost out of the closet…..
I shaved my head, obviously. I don’t hate hair and I’m not sick.
I did it mostly for fun. It was a semi-spur-of-the-moment decision. My hair was a little more than an inch long anyway, and it grows fast if I hated it.
The thing is, I sort of love it! There’s no struggle with the hair dryer or brush in the morning. There’s no product to deal with unless I want my scalp to smell a certain way. There’s no hiding the camera tattoo behind my ear.
And I learned something important: I LOVE the shape of my head! I have a little dimple-dent in the back–who knew? I didn’t! But now I do!
Now, it’s true: It is January and this time of year was perhaps not the smartest time of the year to shave one’s head for the first time. It was seriously cold the first few days. I invested in a beanie for cold mornings of taking the dogs out and getting the boys to school.
Honestly, it was truly liberating to prove to myself that no part of my self-esteem is derived from my hair.
Care is easy: I use my face soap to clean both my face and scalp now, and then I throw on some conditioner in the shower. I do still use my heat protectant creme when I get out even though the dryer isn’t necessary, but that is more about my head smelling good than it is about protecting my hair.
Greasy hair, which I dealt with in spades when I had hair, is a big pet peeve of mine and I hate dealing with it. I also hate dealing with morning bed-head hair.
For now, I don’t have to deal with any of it!
I miss going to my stylist because it was an excuse to visit her since she is a good friend, but I texted her and told her we will have to do dinners instead of visiting at the salon. Thankfully, she gets it!
And oddly, I feel more feminine than ever. That’s the best part of all.
I got to practice a little newborn photography this week when I got to photograph this sweet one-week old! It was so fun to be around a REALLY little again. I first met this family through a family shoot earlier in the Fall.
In the age of Covid, it is a matter of course that I wear a mask when I enter a home.
Newborn photography is an honor to be a part of when I have the opportunity. My newborn lifestyle sessions are low-key. I recommend planning on at least two hours for your session, to allow for breaks as baby needs.
In other news, I have started a Caroline Price Tribe group on Facebook– look it up! I would love to grow this group of interested, current, and former clients. #carolinepricetribe on Instagram is also a thing: feel free to tag your session and wedding photos as such!
I’m so grateful. Merry grateful.
It hasn’t been the year we’d expected, and it certainly hasn’t been the year that was planned for.
Even so…..there were weddings….and family sessions. There was school at home and school in-person. Jared has a good job. I’m growing in my photography, both business and skills-wise. The boys are all brilliant and each has their own individual interests.
We see family less often, and always through masks. And church is on TV for now.
Lots of texting and Facebook chatting with friends.
Facebook, I will admit, has become an essential to my social life.
I’ve written less this year than ever, maybe. It’s been a time of quiet introspection, of goal-setting, of dreaming.
And if I am completely real…. It’s been a year of re-immersing myself in therapy. It’s been a year of getting in touch with my anger and triumphantly moving past that anger. The normal moods have been, well, normal. It’s been a year of getting extremely real about life.
It has been the year of the house rehab….a trend still in progress, with paint projects happening in the foyer and family room and kitchen. And soon, the bathroom downstairs.
It was the year of the septum piercing, and the year of the taking out of the septum piercing, and the year re-piercing at home 8 weeks later.
It was the year of the bleached hair, and the buzzed head. The year of the 1-inch “I don’t care” hair look. I may never outgrow that look.
It has been the year of being grateful and somehow, despite everything, cultivating a quiet confidence.
It’s been a year of becoming comfortable in my own skin. I don’t know if 41 is like that universally, but I am done fighting against myself. There are my limits and my strengths. I am learning to play to them.
Happy holidays, everyone.
Samantha and Edwin got married in Lithonia, Georgia on Saturday, November 14, 2020! It was a gorgeous ceremony and a really fun night. It was an honor to photograph their wedding!