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Do you ever feel like you're neglecting your blog? That's how I've felt lately, I've just been insanely busy this week. I apologize to those of you that I haven't gotten around to -- I will, I promise.
And I'll try to get another "Photo Class" up this weekend -- I know you're just dying for it :)
June 18: This is Emma. She's preparing to chew down a tree, with her hillbilly beaver teeth.
June 19: Tiffany and Jaden. On Saturday, I shot bridals for their upcoming wedding, in July.
July in St. George Utah.
It's hot in St. George, in mid June.
Brigham Young once said that if he had a house in Hell and a house in St. George, he'd rent out the house in St.George, and live in Hell -- because it's cooler.
But, in the end, it's all about the pictures and the memories, right?
June 20: On the way home from St. George, I took a side trip up Cedar Canyon, to Cedar Breaks National Monument. It's so beautiful up there -- not to mention SUBSTANTIALLY cooler than St. George. The only problem is, the air gets a little thin up there.
Judging from this tree, I wasn't the only one having a tough time at 11,000 feet.
June 21: The first day of summer.
The longest day of the year.
And Matthew's birthday.
Matt outgrew his hands this year, but with a little help from Emma, they got the job done.
June 22: As far as my kids are concerned, I have hit the jackpot.
Yep, nothing says you've reached the pinnacle of bluecollardom, like a shirt with your name on it.
I'm not required to wear this, but I work in a very dirty place, and well, you know...
And it comes in handy too. For example: I went to McDonald's for lunch today (which I often do, because they have free wi-fi, and I can mess around on my iPad), and when the kid took my order, he didn't ask what my name was, to write on the little order slip -- he just said "Your order will be right up Chris."
I thought "I must come here enough that they've finally gotten to where they remember who I am! -- It's like going to Cheers!"
Then I looked down at my shirt. Everybody knows your name, when it's written on your shirt...
June 23: Emma, Matt and the Neighbor Kid (that's not really his name, but I don't want to use names with faces without permission). Are they flashing the Peace Sign or are they claiming victory?
I prefer to think they're just counting to eight.
June 24: I have a thing about my sunglasses. I have very specific criteria. I like them small, thin and black -- which makes the pair in the front ideal.
I also like to be able to put them on top of my head, when I'm out and about -- especially taking pictures -- I'm always taking them off and putting them on again (only people on CSI take pictures with their sunglasses on). The problem is, I have a giant, misshapen head, and the glasses in front don't fit on top of my head. So the second, slightly bigger pair, are my walking around glasses.
The pair in the back are my outdoor safety glasses for work. I only wear them when I have to, because they make me look like I should be wearing a "No Fear" T-shirt, and going to a Monster Truck Rally.
Which just isn't me.