Estes Park & Rocky Mountain National Park

Turns out I have a boatload of images from Colorado.  I definitely like what I was able to pull from that trip better than the take from Newport.  Of course, I had five days to shoot in Estes, versus a couple hours in Newport.  Anyway, I have way too much to post here. I had way too much to post on Facebook, too, but I did it anyway.  Here, though, I tried to be a bit more selective and just pull my absolute favorites.

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Sleep needed. And more hours in the day.

I’m tired.  Just flat-out pooped.  So much going on at work…there doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day.  It’s a good job, though, and I am enjoying what I’m doing (while running about like my hair is on fire).  And, thankfully, I work with great folks. I know just how bad a bad job can be, and I’m about as far from that as a girl can get.

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Colorado: 1 of XX?

Turns out that when you’ve shot a bajillion images in Colorado, it takes more than one night to edit and process them.  Been at this all night since Zozer went to bed, and I’m nowhere near done.  So I’m calling it quits and throwing a bone out before I go to bed.

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13 Years

Happy anniversary, my sweet M!  13 years of wedded bliss.  Okay, not always blissful, but always, always worth it.  Everything we’ve been through has made us who we are today, and I wouldn’t change a single thing.  (Okay, I might change the emergency appendectomy timing so it didn’t coincide with Zozo’s baptism…maybe put it off a week or so, and I’d probably insist you do the torn labrum surgery before we had a child, but, you know, that’s about it.)

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Newport Pix

So, I’m not sure if I’m just cranky, or tired.  Or cranky and tired.  But I sat down tonight and thought I’d go through the Newport shots and see what I could get.

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Something fun to share

Wow.  This is about the coolest damn thing I’ve seen in a long, long time.  I’ve never embedded someone else’s video before, so let’s see if I can get this to work.

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My favorite football player

When my sister e-mailed my nephew’s football schedule out a couple months ago, I entered every game into my calendar.  I’ve only been able to make it to three, ’cause I was out of town for the first few.  I love going to his games.  Zoe went to the last two with me, and M the last one.  We have so much fun, and I don’t think I could be more proud of Joey.  Last game I remembered to dig out my Mizzou alum pom poms, little black and gold ones.  He’s a South County Tiger, so the colors were appropriate and Zo got a kick out of waving them around.

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Michael Richard Amy Margaret Hootie Jefferson

For some reason last night, Zoe decided it would be hilarious to call us by our first and middle names.  She did this while talking to M on the phone, over and over again.  We were laughing so hard we couldn’t talk, which I’m sure just encouraged her.

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