So the year is more than half over. I noticed a dry leaf on the ground the other day and thought, “Fall! Halloween! Pumpkins! Winter! Christmas!” Henry’s birthday is coming up. My little baby will be one year old. He’s so close to walking now; he cruises from bookshelf to sofa to coffee table like a pro. Every time the dishwasher door opens, he lumbers towards it on all fours panting and drooling, hypnotized by the treasure chest of clean plates and shiny spoons.

Sydney is a little woman now, dressing herself and potty trained. This time of our lives seems to woosh by in a blur. A camera sits on our bookshelf within easy reach, so we snap a few pictures a day when we remember. We were told that this time would go by fast, but it’s out of this world to experience firsthand. Pictures help me to step outside our lives for a bit and see objectively. It’s nice to refocus and remember that life is not measured by piles of laundry, or dust bunnies using our ceiling fan blades as a carnival ride. Life is measured by other lives. An intangible metric system. Six kilograms of love mixed with 1/8 teaspoon sleep and whipped into stiff peaks.
So today I was going over what the rest of the year will look like, scheduling Holiday sessions and thinking Christmas presents (I know, I’m a freak of nature) when I came across my 2010 Birthday Bucket List. And I thought, “OH NO, THE YEAR IS ALMOST OVER. And I’ve completely forgotten the Dance Party.” A lot of questions come my way about how I work, mostly about the expediency in which I produce the wedding sneak peeks and editorial spreads. And this answer is this: I have good focus and tasking skills. This sword is double-edged, however, in that I forget to take AND make time for the best things in life. Like a spontaneous Dance Party. Looking at my list, I’ve blown away my business goals, but have Sad Tromboned my relationship goals.
So tomorrow is a new day, and that new day will have another Spontaneous Dance Party like today- thank you, Brian Setzer Orchestra.

How is your New Year’s Resolution going? Do you remember what it was?







