One of the first photographs I ever sold…and one of my favorites. I love The Big Guy’s handiwork here. Maybe you will, too.
One of the first photographs I ever sold…and one of my favorites. I love The Big Guy’s handiwork here. Maybe you will, too.
In addition to being a List Lover, I’m also an optimist. Annoyingly so, I imagine, for most people. Bad day at work? At least I have a job. Crying baby on a plane ride…all the way across the country? At least the guy next to me didn’t need to use the little white bag shoved in the seat pocket in front of him. Bad break up? Those sure do make for good stories later on… Broken arm? At least I don’t have gangrene.
I partially blame this optimism on my father. I was raised by a man whose Go-To question in any crisis was, “Did anyone die?” So far, the answer has always been “no.” His reply? “If this is the worst thing that ever happens to you, you’re in good shape.” Thanks, dad.
So, in honor of my optimistic spirit and the holiday season, I would like to argue that while Americans can certainly seem overbearing with regards to Christmas preparations, seeing as how they seem to start before Halloween, we’re really not quite as bad as we appear. Here’s why:
1. Focus: In an age where we are constantly bombarded with information in the form of status updates, tweets (limited to 140 characters…sheesh!), and Outlook reminders, it’s clear why we have such short attention spans. The simple fact that we can sustain interest in something for more than two minutes, much less three months or longer, says volumes about our character as a population.
2. Heart: If you’ve seen those Target commercials with the lovely blond in a red jumpsuit steadfastly preparing for her shopping trek, you have a glimpse into the dedication and determination we have when it comes to Christmas shopping. Anyone who is willing to brave the Christmas crowds donned in sneakers and work out gear simply to allow for quick steps and freer movement (picture 16 bulging shopping bags that need carrying to the car) is a person with heart…not to mention all the good cardio opportunities shopping and standing in line offer.
3. Martyrdom: While our country may be in the red, it’s refreshing to see people willing to camp out on sidewalks in order to be one of the lucky few who get the best gifts at the best deals. This shows a willingness to suffer for the ones we love. I mean, really, unless you’re at a Gator tailgate where the nearest air conditioned bathroom is in a fraternity house down the street, why on earth would anyone voluntarily camp out to the extreme of having to use a portapotti?…which brings me to the next item on our list…
4. Efficiency: Economic efficiency, that is. It only makes sense to applaud those who scour the papers and television commercials in search of opportunities to save money. In today’s society, isn’t it important to save a few bucks where we can? The answer is yes. Here’s why…
5. Generosity: The more we save, the more we are able to give. Buy One-Get One pajamas? Score! Two gifts for my sisters done with money leftover for a Starbucks for me and a pastry for that guy on the street corner who’d probably rather have a beer.
And finally,
6. The American Dream: The fact that we start shopping for Christmas before Trick or Treaters have even begun to beat on our doors demonstrates one of the primary qualities of what our country is founded on: Overachievement. While it can be argued there are many Americans who lack this drive, those individuals who begin the adventure of filling the space in the guest bedroom closet, and ultimately, under the tree, before pumpkins have been carved and turkeys have been stuffed are clearly go-getters. People have dreams. A house with a white picket fence. A new bicycle. A nice guy with a job, a car, and a sense of humor. Big dreams. Those people out and about early on in fall are people who make those dreams happen. And because of that, those people help make this country great.
So, while many criticize the inching up of Christmas toward summer and those individuals who take part in the pushing forward (or backward, as it may be), I applaud it and them…particularly because I have lived vicariously through them this fall. My guest bedroom closet? Filled with rain boots, suitcases, and boxes of grad school essays. *Sigh*
**Photos courtesy of guardian.co.uk, balancelifeskills.com, savagechickens.com, nj.com, socialmediaobservatory.com, and masstransmit.com.
I recently had the pleasure of attending the Balloon Fiesta in New Mexico – thank you…you know who you are… Here’s what we got to see. There are certainly some artistic photographs here, but hopefully these will help you get a glimpse of what people are seeing out there.
While on a recent trip to New Orleans, I had the pleasure of not only partaking in *the best* raw oysters I’ve ever had (Thanks Acme!), but also of visiting a plantation. While the city certainly has its charms, so does the country…
When you think of Iconic Florida, images of the space shuttle, oranges, and Mickey Mouse may come to mind. Residents of Florida may also envision Brazillian tourists and Snow Birds clogging up the roads. When I think of Florida, our beloved beaches come to mind. Our beaches and plastic, pink birds. Pretty much like this:
I like these guys. I mean, you would never find them in my yard, but they certainly make for good company on early morning sunrise shoots like this one. There is, of course, a story that goes along with this shoot, but I think I’ll save that for another time. I will tell you that it does involve a crab, a textbook moonlighting as a hammer, and a few choice words not appropriate for mixed company…
Key West. Home to authors, artists, alcoholics. A great place to kick back, relax, and take in the sights. While there isn’t a sweet beach to speak of, the water is warm, the streets are crowded, and the scenery is hot. I’ll spare you the documented evidence I have of this, but instead, I’ll leave you with these.
A guy walks into a bar wearing a Florida hat. He sees a Florida State fan, a pastor, and about 350 other people…
There are many occasions to sport your favorite team’s colors. An obvious choice is on game day. “Wear your colors to work” day is a good one. Tuesday. Yeah. Tuesday works, too. This past weekend I discovered another occasion to sport your colors: A trip to the bar.
This weekend, I had the pleasure of partaking in the festivities of Gasparilla and all the fun-filled debauchery that entails. (Um, and yes. My sister brings her own koozie to bars. She seems to be learning a little more than just Latin at UF…)
Part of my tasteful ensemble included my Florida hat. I was celebrating our win over Mississippi State in basketball, and it seemed fitting for a Saturday. Little did I know my hat would be the catalyst for one of the most fun nights of my Gasparilla-celebrating career.
Because of that hat, I was hit on by a 41 year old Canadian who was smoking pot in line while waiting to get into the bar (thanks again for my sister’s and my cover!), Patrick, a Georgia native whose age seemed to range from 18-35 depending on the song played by the band (thanks again for the tasty beverages for me and my friends!); the Florida State fan sporting an unattractive gold cap and an equally unattractive garnet shirt; the other Florida State fan who saw us once while waiting in traffic and then again six hours later at the bar (“Hey, you’re the girl we saw on Tampa St.! You drive a 4Runner, right? You’re still cute and your hat still sucks.”); the three guys waiting in line for the bathroom (the first who gave me a high five, the second who tapped my Florida-team-spirit clad head, and the third who, as I walked by, grabbed, well, I’ll spare you the details); the fun guy in the #15 jersey who Tebowed every time the band played a song by Van Halen or Rick Springfield; about twelve other random people who all seemed lovely and who mostly loved my hat; and finally, a pastor…or so he said. All these details can be verified by my lovely friends (and Michael, thanks again for playing defense for us when you weren’t playing offense for yourself).
It made for an interesting night. And a fabulous topic of conversation over Sunday Funday (a.k.a. Recovery Sunday after a night like last night). We got to thinking about why a hat could have such an effect on so many people. Here’s what we came up with:
Approachability. Chances are a girl wearing a baseball cap isn’t a girl who spent three hours getting ready, and therefore will spend all of three seconds rolling her eyes at you. No. A girl wearing a baseball cap implies easy going, friendly, down to earth. *brushes imaginary dirt of her shoulder* (Thanks Jay Z.)
Loyalty. A girl sporting colors like orange and blue after a football season like our most recent one is loyal. Fair weather fan? Nah. She’s in it for the long haul. Good for her. Good for you.
Pick Up Line Central. The options are endless. “How ‘bout them Gators?” “How ‘bout that Tim Tebow?” “Nice hat.” “God, you’re so damn cute, but your hat? That’s gotta go.” “What’s that ‘F’ for?” “Aren’t you wearing the wrong colors?” “Hey, I have a hat just like that. It looks better on you, though.” And my personal favorite: “You sure do make team spirit look good, darlin’.” Hook, Line, and Sinker. Sold to the sweetheart with the Southern accent and sincere smile.
So, if you’re looking for a good time, and it’s sadly not a Saturday in fall, grab your cap and a smile. I speak from experience here. (P.S. A short skirt might help, too…)
I have a confession. I am a List Lover. Lists are fabulously handy, and while they’re not to be used for absolutely everything, they can be helpful. For example, lists are wonderful for more efficient grocery store trips, lighter island-vacation luggage, organizing what falls under “Quarter-Life Crisis” symptoms and cures, deciding if that person is worth the drive across the state…you know, the usual stuff.
So, in honor of our most recent “Don’t Be Shy” photograph, we have…a list.
5. Even gas station coffee tastes good at that time of day…and that level of exhaustion.
4. There are roughly four other kindred spirits up that early, and they are all amazingly friendly.
3. Early mornings like those are conducive to morning naps…which are simply wonderful.
2. Aside from the ocean, it’s oh so quiet.
1. Scenes like these:
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