I teach the "Teaching for our times" lesson once a month, where you create a lesson from conference talks... yeah. I don't even have a lesson book to fall back on.
Tomorrows (Today's?) lesson is based on Elder Uchtdorf's October 2011 General Conference talk "Forget Me Not"
I did manage to cut out a large Forget-me-not for the board and make these hand outs for the "Group Discussion", other wise known as the "please-talk-for-a-long-time-because-I-didn't-prepare-much-else" time.
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| Its the first hand out I've ever made. Simple, I know, but it took, like... three hours. |
I also want to shorten the video of the talk to show a portion of it in class... so I have that uploading to iMovie... should in done in about two hours.
*Note to self: don't wait 'till the last minute to prepare lessons. Or if you do, don't insist on elaborate lessons.*
Anyway, last night (Friday night) was awful.
Kaleb now refuses to sleep in his crib longer than an hour, but thats a different post, what I'm getting to is the fact that I was completely exhausted this morning.
Basically I had a rough start to what ended up being a good day.
Blake left in the morning to play basketball, so when he came home around 10am, I had finally gotten Kaleb to sleep for his first nap. I'm completely drained and Blake's like:
"So how was your workout time?"
Granted "Paige's Workout Time" in on the schedule I put on the wall, but I still felt so defensive and snappy. I believe my response was some sort of guttural noise... he didn't press the issue.
So, I'm feeling crappy because I didn't work out and was kinda called on it.
I go to the kitchen to make breakfast and our sink is FULL of dishes. Completely overflowing on both sides. Now, I dont know why I just expect Blake to do them, but he knows how much I detest doing them so I think he should always just do them.
Apparently I'm wrong.
I asked him (probably accusatorially) why the dishes weren't done and he says something to the effect of "I don't know why aren't they done?"
Not a pleasant morning.
But then I started getting our cameras ready and getting pumped for the day's engagement session.
I was honestly really excited.
It was my first engagement session since I had Kaleb.
And these clients are pretty rock'in.
So we dropped the little dude off with Grandma and Grandpa Green for safe keeping until we returned.
Well, the session was fun, and I found my groove easier and more smoothly then I had anticipated.
We shot in Old Town Orange where the shops and street make for good times.
It also really helped that these particular clients were attractive and fun.
I'd probably hang out with them even if they didn't pay me.
We ended the shoot at Old Towne Grinder and Ice Cream Parlor. Hands down best part of the shoot.
Its this cool place with a million different varieties of bottled soda (or "pop". When I say "bottled" I just feel like "pop" sounds better than "soda"... anyway...) and after we got some cool shots, Blake and I decided to get a bottle ourselves.
I chose this deliciously refreshing pottle of pumpkin pie soda. So yummy.
But Blake chose this. This nasty bottle of Bacon Soda. In his defense, he was looking for black licorice soda, but our clients... with some help from me... convinced that he should get bacon soda just for the bragging rights.
Blake made us all drink some too.
It smelled like gym feet.
It tasted like carbonated liquid smoke.
Blake kept burping and shivering in disgust.
It was freaking hilarious. :D
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| Our clients, tasting the nasty Bacon Soda. |
On the way home, I told Blake I wanted a picture of the two of us.
Something I hadn't done in years.
I try to avoid pictures as much as possible, unless its some kind of special occasion or my son is with me.
I avoided being infront of the camera because I was so embarrassed and hated how I looked.
Well, I still hate how I look, but I'm not embarrassed so much.
I think my previous post was some kind of liberation. I mean, everyone knows my secret shame now, might as well stop pretending.
Thats not to say I'm going to stop trying (though at the Elders Quorum activity I ate pasta, bread, cake and ice cream all before I even realized what I was doing... lame.) But I might as well stop hiding and document my life with out fear.
and my progress too. :D
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| So here's my "happy day and no makeup" picture, at a red light with my awesome husband who often tells me he loves me and that I'm beautiful. |
So, yeah. Overall... Good day.
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| Oh, and here's one of my favorite's from today's session! |
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