A Pink Surprise
I sat down to write something poignant and meaningful - But today those kinds of words escape me. This week has been a busy one.
Not too busy, but busy enough, with a couple of photo sessions, some inquiries, a few quotes, texts and emails. When there are none of those things, business is grim, and self esteem hitting rock bottom is just around the corner. So I shall bask in the tedious non fun end of this business, which eventually rolls into creative opportunities and getting to do what I love, which is take pictures.
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Today, anxiety is at an all time high. I chalk it up to an impending weekend wedding photo job. This anxiety thing is nothing new. It’s how I dysfunctionally operate.
Ah the life of a self employed creative. Good times.
I despise the fact that the first week of September is already drawing to a close. Don’t get me wrong, I love fall. Warm and golden light, orange and brown hues. And just the right amount of warm and cool. Thankfully, here in the Sask everything is still green, so I can mind f*ck myself into thinking it’s still summer. I just don’t love the seasonal impending doom. The fact that fall, tumbles into winter. Submerging us into dark frigid days, that seem endless. The deep darkness of winter.
Alas, the downward spiral has begun. It’s cold enough in the mornings that I have resorted to sitting inside for the morning coffee and writing. I can feel myself grasping at summer moments, as it’s slowly slipping away.
Deny, deny, deny.
Garlic hangs to dry in our kitchen. A sure sign of fall.
The Anniversary
Last weekend, in celebration of our anniversary, my husband surprised me with an impromptu trip to Edmonton for the Pink concert.
What can I say, he does have his fleeting moments of redemption.
Seriously though, it was truly a great weekend. Everything was perfect. From the mouth watering pre-concert Italian meal at Bianco, to the luxurious stay at the historical and apparently haunted, Fairmont Hotel. A great concert, then, a delicious breakfast, after a 40 min wait, for a table - at De Dutch in downtown Edmonton.
Pink Concert Common Wealth Stadium Edmonton AB
On the road back to S’toon, stopped in to see some good friends for a quick over night. Made our way home on labour day Monday.
Phew it was a busy one. Not one dull moment and some great memories made.
Espresso
Which leads me into next story about my somewhat impulsive buy, that I am not yet regretting.
I could not stop fantasizing about the frothy perfectly balanced espresso that the Nespresso machine brewed in our hotel room.
This is why my husband avoids taking me fancy places. It’s a worm hole of frivolous and unattainable future expectations.
So this morning while writing, and staring into nothingness while everyone else slept, I sipped on some deliciously frothy ‘kick ya in the ass’ espresso. Then I transitioned into some coffee. I am now level 10 caffeine overdosed, which is not helping my pre weekend, wedding photo job, anxiety.
Pray for me friends.
Until next time
xx Tam
Leaving you with some pics from the weekend -
Herded like cattle into the stadium
View from room 324 at the Fairmont Macdonald Hotel Edmonton
