It is a lot. Plus, add a charity event on top of it all and I just want to to curl up into a ball and hide.
This all has began to come more clear to me over the past two weeks. However, this morning, I woke up at 7:15am with the expectation to get work done, and I turned the alarm off and went back to bed. It didn't help that when I woke up I had arranged the pillow next to me in my sleep to where it was squooshed up. In the position I woke and maybe a dream I had woken from I thought I had my head on Chad's chest. All I wanted to do was get lost in that thought and for the next couple of hours I drifted in and out of consciousness thinking about him.
Finally, I decided I needed to get myself up and out of bed. At this same time Miss E texted me reminding me about the bridal show today. I began to get ready, feed the cats (I am house sitting again) and head out to feed the chickies. She sends me a follow up text asking me to photograph the runway show. I run and grab my camera frustrated that I don't have the lens I need to do my job as a photographer. Miss E tells me to use my wide angle 55mm. While I am waiting for her to come down from her apartment I change lenses. Once at the bridal show, even though we are there for the models, we had a free pass and decided to check out the show. At this point and time Miss E decides I will play "bride". This is the second bridal show I have attended with a friend who made me play the "bride" role. Which is humorous to me as I have been in the "always a bridesmaid, never a bride" position in life.
We get our share of cake and catering samples, get signed up for a couple of things and head to the room where the fashion show will take place. We get front row seats and save spots for people from the agency. Once the show starts I had already taken test shots and everything looked good. Then during the models walking I glance down and realize my lens is not focusing. At this point I quietly said, "you've got to be fucking kidding me" and quickly reached down to change lenses. The runway show ended and I headed backstage to get photos of the models in their gowns. Back out front Miss E was reviewing the video she took during the show. She laughs at me and said because of me she would have to edit the video. I asked what she was talking about and she played the video and clear as can be my voice was heard. I told her I did not know she was taking video.
The next round on the runway I used a different lens and got better results. They were still coming out soft instead of tack sharp, but at least they were not blurry. Once the show was over I darted backstage and did another row of shots with the models.
As I was packing up my gear and getting things picked up, Miss E comments she was hungry. We discuss where we can go to grab some food and our new favorite Mexican restaurant comes up. Our only hesitation was that we had been there yesterday. It wasn't enough to keep us away and we headed that way to the Mexican place on 4th Avenue in downtown Nashville.
Our favorite waiter, Francisco was working. He didn't see us come in so I grabbed three menus, silverware and lead Miss E to our favorite table. Our meal was filled with laughter, friendly and perverted banter and endless fun. At one point I began to take a selfie with my pretty margarita drink and Sherry tries to get in on it. I wasn't having much luck so I handed the phone over to Miss E. Sherry and I turned our side of the table into a photo booth. At some point Miss E began to video tape, you see Sherry and I setting ourselves up to be photographed, pulling in props and being silly. Miss E was laughing so hard the phone was shaking the entire time. She finally was trying to gain her composure during a shot where Sherry and I are trying to pose silly with our margarita glasses. You can hear Miss E let out a slow breath, which at that point and time I lose it and spit my drink across the table. This only lead into complete hysterics, Sherry is laughing so hard she is crying, the phone is shaking from Miss E laughing and I can hardly breathe.
This is a video and a weekend which will be cherished for a very long time. I am incredibly thankful to be here in Nashville. I don't know how long my time will be here. I do know I will always have a presence here as I have developed extremely good relationships with friends, photographers, and this community. It has become a home to me. As I try to remain open to opportunity and things which may come, I wonder where my life will lead. Although I don't get too caught up into it, I give thanks to days like today, when the love and laughter flow so heavily, that joy over comes and makes the worry and stress melt away.
Laughter is the best medicine. It is all the more sweet when enjoyed by friends.
I am thankful. I am blessed.
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