So here I am. One more state to check off my list. Mississippi. Funny enough, so far it looks a lot like Texas. And Illinois. And Missouri. And Indiana.
I had a very nice month and a half off. Hung out at home with the new man, went to Hamilton and Sooke/Victoria to visit family, and had a very nice low-key New Years Eve. All in all the perfect holidays.
I have to say I arrive back on the road with some torn feelings. Having a new relationship at home doesn’t make for the same sense of excitement about leaving home for long periods of time, but one does have to make a living… I have only been in Mississippi for three days and already my thoughts are at home, with my man, and my family. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than with them.
That, and it’s freakin cold and nasty here. So much for some southern heat! I had to buy gloves yesterday so my hands don’t freeze to my tripod.
Luckily, I have the good fortune to be on this trip with Ken. We flew into Jackson together, and even though we are shooting different properties, it looks as though we are within driving distance of each other for quite a few days.
So far we’ve eaten dinner together every night, and last night even spent an hour at Walmart shopping for laundry detergent and oranges. Good times. Dinner at the South Grill as you can see was rather exciting. They didn’t seem to care that we were a couple of dorks, but I’m sure they were wondering why we were so fascinated by all the condiments on the table.
For the next three days I’m in a pretty central area, lots of restaurants and whatnot. Walmart, as usual. Then I start heading northeast for a few days and then who knows. I don’t know how long I’ll be out for. Sometime between four and twenty-four days. Your guess is as good as mine!
And before I sign off here, I have to mention a very special little lady’s birthday today. My little sister, Jenna is officially 15 years old (going on 25 of course). Happy birthday little flower! May all your hopes and dreams come true in the next year. I love you so very much- so much that I have to put up this dorky photo of you to remember the 14 year old you’re leaving behind…
First lesson as a 15 yr old:
Being cool isn’t everything…









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