So, last weekend I went on another first date (I can still count them on one hand). It went well. That’s all I’m gonna say about that…for now (He’s reading this, so I’ll be good). A second date is in the works, but since I seem to be on the 50 first dates track, I’m not sure how to treat a second date. I googled it and apparently it’s supposed to be treated like a “second first date?” Like a 4s maybe? Geez, this dating thing is confusing. But even more importantly, what shoes do I wear?!?!
Anyway, on another note, I’ve been writing a lot lately with this whole “one blog post a day” thing, and considering the possibilities for the future. Last year, I was still putzing along running in circles, juggling life and family and now I’m all about just opening doors and peeking to see what the journey might hold for me next. It’s exhilarating and scary all at the same time.
The other morning I woke up from a dream with the phrase, “In the in-between” dancing like sugar plums in my head and got to work on the shaping of this new brand. The phrase is from a Jon McLaughlin song (He’s on the list of “Men I’m Gonna Marry”) called, “Beautiful Disaster” and the line is “Caught in the in between a beautiful disaster.” The first time I heard the song, I cried. It was like he was writing about me (well, mostly) and that’s when I fell in love with him
Since I started the photography business, I feel like I’m always rebranding. And I am. Lord knows how many times my logo has changed and how many times I have redesigned the website (as you might have noticed, I still never got around to finishing my website–in the works now for 3.5 years and counting…) But now I understand – my business has always been about me and for the better part of the last 6 years, I’ve been confused about who I am which makes representing who I am difficult. Now, as I am on this journey to figure that out, I often feel like I’m caught “in the in-between” of what I’ve been for a long, long time (wife, mother, shy, straight arrow, Type A) to whom I have become and am becoming (single gal, single mom, adventurous, sometimes crazy and passionate).
A new tattoo is already in the works. (Shhh, don’t tell my mom).