Under Pressure

I'm taking a break from blogging about KT's room. Mainly, because we haven't done much since the last update. Okay, Jeff filled in the nail holes with putty, but I hardly think that would of made for riveting, on the edge of your seat blogging. Not that this an adventure/thrill blog, but you know, I've got to weed out some stuff.

So what else has been going on besides Colleen getting bigger (i.e. fatter) and baking the bun in my proverbial oven? Well, I had my first wedding shoot this past weekend. It was interesting to say the least...

Let's just say things didn't pan out as smoothly as I would of liked. The experience taught me a lot. Mainly... that I don't think I'm ready to shoot weddings yet (not that I had envisioned myself going in this path, but one every once in awhile wouldn't hurt). Secondly, it's a lot of pressure to shoot someone's wedding. That doesn't bode well for a person who is a huge ball of stress anyway. And while I'm outgoing in personality, I don't think I possess the suaveness of true photographers enough to mingle with the guests and get shots of groups. I think I really dropped the ball on that aspect.

And probably the BIGGEST lesson I learned was night photography is hard. Very hard. Particularly when the lighting goes from lights to darkness to sunset to dusk. I have a flash, it's true, and I mostly know how to use it. But, I could always go for more lessons because shooting on the spot and trying to get lighting just right is difficult.

So for the course of the next few days, I'm spending my evenings editing and cleaning up photos and hoping I got enough good shots that the bride doesn't strangle me and question why she hired me in the first place.

And boy, did I underestimate how hard this would be at 5 months prego (*wait* holy crap!! I'm five months pregnant!! Where has the time gone?!?) ... My poor feet felt like someone had taken a meat tenderizer to the bottom of them. I figured out that this is why pregnant women waddle. It's not the weight, and it's not the baby. It's the feet hurting so bad you have to rock back and forth quickly from one to the other.

So there, is that enough whining for you tonight? lol. Next one will be more upbeat (I hope).