When you want something really bad, your mind starts to play tricks on you.

~When you’re single…all you see are couples rubbing up on each other…everyone but you is holding hands and skipping down the street.

~When you want to be pregnant…all you see are giant stomach’s looming in front of you…every woman you see has that glow that coordinates perfectly with her baby bump.

~When you’re married to the old ball & chain…well, there have been enough bad jokes on that topic, so we’ll leave it alone~you can fill in the blanks if you find it necessary.

~When you’re fat…all you see are model-thin women prancing about wearing the type of clothes you want to wear, but can’t.  Let’s all take a moment and hate them.  There, I feel better.

This morning I went to Target to get a few groceries before I went to the gym.  Yes, this is the same gym that I have happily avoided for the last 5 months.  They’ve taken to calling and leaving me messages, “Hello, Kelly?  This is Golds Gym.  We haven’t seen you here in a while, please give us a call.” Anyways, I’m at Target, getting my shop on, and as I cruise down the aisles, all I come across are tall, thin women wearing work-out clothes.  Tight black pants, running shoes and brightly colored sports bras covered by a thin sweatshirt.  Basically, the type of women that you dread exercising next to on the elyptical machine.  Why the french toast do they surround the gym in mirrors?  Psychological torture much?  So, before I knew it, I had filled my cart with the healthiest ingredients my body has seen in a long time.   Whole wheat everything.  Greek yogurt (I’m truly scared of that one, people say it’s good…I’m not sold yet).  Fish…chicken…before I knew it, leafy greens were practically launching themselves into the cart.  $3,467 dollars later, I headed to the gym for a Zumba class.  I surrounded myself by all those skinny ninny’s in their tiny sports bras…sigh.  Thank goodness that class turns the lights off.  Even I look good in the dark.

Allright, the whining portion of my day is over, my apologies.  I’m skipping ahead in my blog order (I know, sessions from the entire summer are piling up…it will give us something nice to look at this winter!!), to another senior session.  Amber is involved in dance, volleyball…and probably seven other sports that I’m forgetting.  I love the images from her session…we did a split session (hair curly in the morning, then come back in the evening with straight hair).  Amber’s mom grew up near my studio, and took me to a few cool new spots, including her dad’s farm.

These last 2 are my favorites