We Shall See

Hello, everyone... anyone?

I hate it that I don't write anymore.
I've tried to figure out just what the problem is, and have come to a conclusion:

TIME

BUT, there is hope.
My job has finally turned another corner and the good people at... the phone company, have allowed us to go back on Home-Dispatch.
This means instead of driving to the office and sitting in redundant, blow-hard policy meetings everyday, I drive straight to my first job from my house. It gives me about an hour of "free" time to get settled, have a cup o' Joe if I wish, and catch up on my reading/blogging.
I may actually have time to write again! After all, it only fell apart whenever we were taken off Home-Dispatch while a new contract was negotiated. It only took a year.

All that being said, we are working hard on the Photography business so I can quit my regular job by next January. We are doing sessions just about every week, and we STILL haven't really gotten out there and advertised yet. So far it's been all word of mouth.

This week was Tristan's first week of public school in almost 3 years. It wasn't an easy decision to take him out of private school, but they really left us no choice. The teacher he had this year was deplorable. He had shut off to her, which I wasn't very happy about, but his grades were suffering pretty badly, and he was miserable. I tried to coach him on dealing with a bad situation, the way I did with my crappy job, and crappy boss (HA!!), but he had already shut down completely.
When we took stock of where we were, we decided that he had gotten all of the rudiments that he had missed in early elementary by now, and was ready to swim with the big fish again. They started him in a higher grade than he was in at the private school and he was tickled pink at that. Plus, he has his old friends back. Overall, I think our decision to pull him from public school, and now reinstating him, was good. It worked out.
I hope... we shall see...


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This is from my iPhone which I'm trying to set up with Blogger so I won't have an excuse not to write.


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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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