A Link And Some Hope

Yup. I'm going to pimp our website to you one more time (today)... before I click on my daily ad here.

www.allisonrosephotography.com

I've really got to get myself to the County Clerk's office to get our DBA and all that. Somehow, making everything official will make me feel better... legit.

Maybe I'll take half a day off tomorrow to do that.

I'm starving right now. Ok, there. Now I'm eating a chicken breast sandwich

as I type.

This morning in a meeting, we were told not to go into certain neighborhoods alone, or at all after certain hours. They are considered "Red zones" which means they are extremely dangerous. Part of the reason for this call is because some brilliant DEA agents disguised themselves as phone technicians while staking out some crackhouse or something like that. Apparently the word is out among the kindly and neighborly gangs around this area. So, thanks a lot for the target on our backs, DEA. The red looks great against the AT&T blue.

Oh what a happy day, the day I leave this place...

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Last Day

Last day on the beach. We're hitting the road and heading back to Houston in the morning. ::sob::

One last sandcastle...

Front



Back



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Another Day At The Beach

Too bad we forgot the tripod. I would love to get some real family portraits out here.

Mom pinching a smile... or a scream out of Tristan. Jees...


Still building 'em...



Number 3



The ravenous gulls descend upon the helpless sandcastle... after Amy sprinkled Pringles® all over it. Haha! Made for some cool pics.



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Another Lovely Day

Awesome day today. I spent a couple of hours building another sandcastle. I lose track of time when I'm doing that. It's just so relaxing.
Yesterday, a kid that was watching asked if I was an architect. Today an older woman walked up and asked if I was a sculptor.
Gotta love that subtle flattery. haha

Here's one I worked on today.


We came back several hours later and got a few more photos of it.



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Swimming And Sandcastles

Today was a great day.

The storm, or remnant of it, was completely gone. It was just a nice, partly cloudy, temperate day.
I went for a swim along the coastline, trying to get beyond the breakers, but the breakers went out to the horizon.
I started out swimming against the current so the swim back to where we were on the beach would be easier. On the way back, I crossed over a big stingray, maybe 4 feet long. I was only in about 5' of water, so it felt way to close for comfort.
I realize that they are mostly docile and all, but I JUST watched the show "When animals strike (or attack)". The episode was about the old man who got "stung" in the chest by a stingray that had jumped into his boat. The doctors were talking about the 3" piece of stinger that had broken off in his lung, and, with every breath, the barbed stinger kept ratcheting itself closer and closer to his heart until it was finally actually IN his heart. So, when I saw the ray, I was freaked and started paddling hard and fast for everything I was worth. When I finally stopped and looked up, I had passed Amy and Tristan on the beach.
Now when I'm swimming, I won't put my feet down on the sand until I've looked underwater to make sure there's nothing there. Yeah, it's humiliating...
hahaha!

Here's the first sandcastle of the year. Gonna make another one tomorrow.