As I sit here

As I sit here working on my computer, for what seems to be the umpteenth hour, I am reminded of how blessed I am.  I have a husband sweet enough to support me and take the kids while I catch up on business.  I am raising two great little men who understand when mommy has to work but also reminds me when I have worked too much.  My sweet Pepper dog just lays at my feet, always in reach for a pet.  She too reminds me when I have checked out for too long.  There is a roof over my head and shoes on my feet... well not right now but you get what I'm saying.  God has blessed me in so many ways.  Thank you Lord for the love and support in my life.

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Something for nothing...

Why is it that people in this world try to get all they can for as little as they can???  Imagine going into Payless and having to pay $100 for a pair of shoes.  You expect to go in there for a bargain and you don't expect those shoes to last forever so paying $100 is not worth it.  Now, imagine going into Nordstroms and buying a pair of shoes for $100.  They better be quality and last for a while, right?    It is a bit frustrating to go into the "market place" and see that what I charge is what some consider too expensive.  Too expensive?  Are you serious?  I don't charge nearly what I should for the time I put in!  I charge what I feel my time is worth and at this point I am trying to build my portfolio with my work.  I need work to get a good array of people so I am willing to sacrifice a bit on price to get this.  As I strike out on my own it is slightly depressing to feel like I am a Payless store selling $100 shoes.  Aren't the pictures worth it?

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More Jack...

Sam, the last real pirate, was at another event I did over the weekend so I called Jesse.  He brought the boys down to meet "Jack Sparrow".  My kids were in awe as they approached and Sam was super sweet with them.  He gave them each a business card with his picture on it and took some pictures with them.  When the event was over Sam needed a ride to his next gig.  My truck was full of equipment and the dj, Dennis, that I shared the booth with.  I told him to go ask Jesse for a ride.
"Oh no, that's ok.  I don't want to impose." he said.
"Are you kidding me?  The boys get to ride with Jack Sparrow!  It won't be a problem."  I assured him.  So, the boys got to ride with a pirate in their car and apparently Ollie talked his ear off most of the ride.
Monday morning when Frankie went to school he brought his pirate card with him and to every little kid who walked in the door he said, "I met Jack Sparrow!  He is my friend!  We gave him a ride in our car!"  The kid was so pumped.  Ollie wasn't nearly as dramatic but if you ask him who he met he'll tell you "Jack Spawow." (the day he learns to say his r's will be a sad day indeed)

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