Monday, September 24, 2007

I think I am really going to like it here

Yey, class was awesome. I feel like Annie when she first gets to Daddy Warbucks house, and Grace is explaining to her all the fun parts about being ridiculously loaded, you know, like not having to pick up your own toys..."Get me now, holy cow Could someone pinch me please." And any day you feel like Annie is a good day, well, except in the scene where Rooster is chasing her up the draw bridge and Punjab has to save her by suspending down his headdress from the autocopter. That is not fun Annie. Anyway, class was very fun. I had a great time, and was even able to manage the overly excited part of myself that wanted to talk to everyone, at the same time, about their entire life story, RIGHT NOW. When I get excited I get very social.

As if class wasn't exciting enough, I came home to freshly made brownies just for me, yum! It was a good day, no nervousness was necessary. I will sleep better tonight.

Everywhere are signs

My new school starts tonight, and I am nervous/anxious/very excited. It is funny to think that the next year and a half of my life will be consumed by photography and this program, but I have no idea what it is going to be like yet. There are so many questions...Is this going to be worth the money? Will I learn as much as I want? What will the instructors be like? What will my classmates be like? Will they know more than me? Take better pictures? (This is my ultra competitive side kicking in) I didn't sleep well last night, and have been fairly anxious about it for a week or so. Ninety percent of me thinks it is going to be awesome, it is the other ten percent that worries too much.

This morning has been spent thinking about it, but trying to not think about it. That never works. Then my friend Lis sent me a link that brightened up my morning, and put a little spring in my step (even though I am sitting). Looks like the DCist used another one of my photos today. Now, again, I know this isn't Newsweek, but it gives me such a warm fuzzy feeling inside to see my photo in a public place. I really like that photo too, so it is even better. Oh, and the newspaper I am shooting for comes out with some of my first photos in it this week. Baby steps people, baby steps.

I am taking all of this as a good sign. Photography school is the place for me right now, I ninety percent know it. I told one of my friends last week that I felt like I was jumping off a cliff again. She responded by saying that that feeling is always a good sign, and that we have to take chances to be happy. I think she is right, and that makes the other ten percent of me feel so much better.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

So long RFK

Batting Practice

We attended the last Nationals home game today, which means the end of baseball at RFK stadium. The Nats new ball field opens next spring, full of all the fancy bells and whistles needed to entertain people who aren't there to watch the game anyway. Sigh. I like RFK. It was a great place to see a baseball game, and we saw many games there. We tried to guess how many today, and our best estimate was a minimum of fifty games. I don't doubt that the new stadium will be nice, most new ballparks are, it is just sad to say good bye to an era. I am also one of the minority who thought that spending money on renovating RFK was a much better idea then building a new one. Oh well, time goes on I guess.

Friday, September 21, 2007

La Plage

I know most of you may find this information shocking, but I love the beach. During our trip to the Outer Banks on Labor Day weekend, I took a little moment alone with the beach and said good-bye to the summer season. We hugged. This has been a particularly good summer beach season for me, and since the Photo Friday topic today is beach, I though we could spend some time together, just you and me, strolling down memory lane. I'll supply the pictures, you bring the wine, it will be fun.

Our beach in St. Lucia
This first beach was where we stayed in St. Lucia. It was soft gray volcanic sand, and the water was crystal clear. It was also calm and quiet, my favorite kind of beach. We could swim right out and partake in some of the best snorkeling on the island. There was also a "beach boy" who came and brought us yummy frozen beverages. I am getting sad already and we are just beginning.
Crane Beach, Barbados
Crane Beach in Barbados is our next stop. The water here was the most beautiful aqua blue that I have ever seen. Barbados, unlike volcanic St. Lucia, is made of coral rock, so the beach sand is a soft pink. The waves here were awesome for body boarding.
Cas en Bas, St. Lucia
I am jumping back to St. Lucia for this beach at Cas en Bas, the northern part of the island. This is where we went horseback riding, and we got to ride the horses into the water. Yes, it was as awesome as it sounds.
Back Stateside, we have two of my nieces, on my family's beach in Massachusetts. This is my favorite beach, for obvious reasons. You can't see much of it here, but it is beautiful, I promise.
Jenn's family on the beach
I also took a quick trip "Down the Cape" this summer. This is more of my family on a different beach in Massachusetts. I am very partial to New England beaches.
Outer Banks

There is an area in the Outer Banks that we have found which is both inexpensive, and mostly deserted. Crowded beaches are a waste of time, and are the norm for North Carolina. Here we have stretches of space to ourselves. It is very relaxing.
Dangerously Adorable
Lastly, the dog beach. We took Jack, Lauren's pup, to the beach last weekend. I found a great park in Annapolis earlier this summer, and aside from the bike paths and waterfront vistas, they have a small dog beach. Jack loved it. Is this not the cutest little face?

I'll stop now. I have a few trips planned for the fall/winter season, but no beach trips. Sigh.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

He fits right in

My Weekend

We are dog sitting Lauren's ten week old boxer puppy this weekend. We are taking him for his first swim this afternoon in Annapolis...need to tire him out so we can watch both the Pats and the Sox tonight...keeping my fingers crossed for some good pics too.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

My night




Monday, September 10, 2007

I guess I shoulda known

My Dad's Ride

Today is my Dad's birthday, or as he likes to call it, the X anniversary of his 29th year. I am the only one of his five children that does not live locally, and I was feeling the burn of that tonight when I called him. My mother answered the phone, and the conversation was classic right from the start.

Me: "Hi Mom, is Dad there?"

My Mother: "Oh yeah, hang on."

My Mother, to my Father: "BILL!, PICK UP THE PHONE, IT'S MEAGHAN! Or, um, I think it is Meaghan."

My Mother, to me: "Is this Meaghan?"

Me: "Yes Mom, it's me." (Can you feel the love?)

So, my Dad gets on the phone, and we chat for a little bit. I ask him what his plans are for his big day, and he told me that the whole family went out to dinner last night. Now, the whole family is a lot of people, five children, three grandchildren, and assorted significant others, so I ask who was there.

My Dad: "Oh everyone was there, except Neil(my brother-in-law). Everyone else was there, The Whole Family was together."

Me: "Really? The Whole Family?"

My Dad: "Ayup, The Whole Family."

Me, not the least bit sarcastically: "Gee Dad, that is weird, cuz you know, I wasn't there. So I don't know how The Whole Family could have been there." (I hate being the only one left out of these types of events. I know I am the one who moved away, but I still want to be included. This is totally the little sister in me jumping up and down for attention, but damn it, that is my job and I do it well.)

My Dad, right on cue: "Oh you're right, The Whole Family wasn't there, Dave wasn't there."

Nice. Perfect even. He may be getting older, but he still has it.

I love ya Dad. Happy Birthday!

(Yes, my Dad drives a Vette. And yes, he is way cooler than your Dad.)