I can't help it. I love pictures. I have oodles and oodles of everything--from the girls sleeping to the girls weeping. I have them of Mr. Chad with WD-40 hands and some with the occasional smile that he lets slip out. I say that I'm going to scrapbook our lives, all 4 of us, but even if I never do...I'll be just as happy with them in a shoebox.
Now back to wedding pictures. Turns out my photographer is booked for our wedding date, so I asked my cousin's hubby to shoot some photos and I plan on asking my Aunt Deb to do some, as well. But I was a little torn up about the whole thing b/c I heart
pictures...LOL, and I love NR's pics--she is a genius with photoshop.
Needless to say, I was upset. When out of the blue, my friend, Cora volunteered to shoot the wedding, pics and video. I almost hugged her, but she is ex-military and I didn't want her to see my tearing up...LOL.
She knew my budget and she knew how important pics were to me, so she has to know that she has made this bride's day. In fact, I have never been this happy about pictures that aren't even real yet...LOL.
If you are reading this, Cora...You are worth far more than a plug(wooden) nickel...LOL...and I love you.
70,69,68,67,66...and so on. I hope you will stick with me.