Bad, bad, blogger...

I've done an awful job of blogging this past month. We've been so wrapped up in getting our addition put on the house, starting a business, and trying to figure out how to afford the previously mentioned that I haven't stopped in here other than a pic drive by...mea culpa.

I'm so excited about our go at the photography business. I am going to class three nights a week and hubby is working like mad taking care of the management end of things. I've never seen him step up to the plate like he is now. I'm so glad too, because he was starting to wane in his retirement status. Hubby is at his best when he has a challenge before him, something to keep him bouncing on his toes and whistling a tune as he works (as he is now in the other room).

I like the idea of never having to leave Gabriel or future children for a nine-to-five job. I like the idea of being my own boss. I like the idea of helping create artistic photos that people can cherish. I like the idea of challenging myself to be better than yesterday as a mother, wife, theologian, and photographer.

I'm waiting for Gabe's check-in for his six month appointment to do his monthly newsletter. Half a year already gone by. It's hard to believe. But, then again, my mother will probably read this post and think "yep, thirty-four years gone by...it's hard to believe." Smile.

Thanks for hanging in there, Internets...