For lack of a better idea

I'm sorry. I'm really running dry on brain cells and ideas. Unless you've been living under a rock for the past month and a half, you'll know all about our recent 'instability' in the region. We're all ok and safe. It's just put a cramp in my style, to say the least.

The first weekend in February, we were able to escape for a long weekend and visit our friends in Riyadh, KSA. It was a balance of trying to decide what *needed* to be captured on film and what I *wanted*. Because I love love love to photograph. No formal training, just a weak hobby that I truly enjoy. But on the flip side, I sometimes find myself experiencing all that we do through a camera lens. I feel removed from the scene; capturing it instead of being in it. And that's where I have to figure out where I need to draw the line. I found a good balance this trip. I'm sad about some of the things I didn't photograph, but I don't regret anything I experienced. And really, what's more important?

I snapped this on our way into a mall. Oh, and as 'western ladies' we just wore the black robes, no ninja cover-up for the head. Though we do wear the matching scarf around our neck because, hey, you have to accessorize! I'll get some clothing pics up as soon as I can. But for now, enjoy. And remember, commit to public morality.

My Montana Visit

"One misty moisty morning, when cloudy was the weather . . . ." Traditional nursery rhyme

That very well described my Monday morning. My Mom & I were also getting ready to drive up to Montana to a) drop her off at my sister's and b) see her in the full bloom of pregnancy. (due date today) We still left, it's just that we were met with this in the morning.


I broke out my brand-new snow brush & scraper combo and went to work. Kids made it to school safely and we were on our way out of town in no time. There wasn't a scrap of snow by the time we reached Salmon. I had a lovely little mini-vacation and made it back through dry roads this afternoon. Just in time to run Jacqui to gymnastics, unload the car, pick kids up from school, run Grant to gymnastics, get the van lubed, make dinner and . . . . whew, I think I need another break!! Don't worry, I'll get another treat next week. My honey will be picked up from the airport next Wednesday night! And we get a whole 3 weeks together!!