Friday, October 29, 2010

Julie and Thomas: The Engagement

The chimes of my alarm sounded and my eyelids slowly opened. For a moment, I was unaware...why was I awake this early on a Saturday? Oh yeah, that's right, cause I have the most amazing couple who are totally in love who were willing to wake up before the sun to have a sunrise shoot on the beach. As I rolled out of bed and began my morning ritual, complete with extra coffee, I couldnt help but dance about just a little. You see, I have an amazingly romantic job. Early morning, watching the sunrise, completely focused on someone's passion for another. How can you not be excited to look through a lens at two people as they laugh at one another, gaze knowingly into each other's eyes and make out. So yeah, spending the morning at the beach all cold and windy constantly being reminded of how much one person can truly love another...yeah, this job rocks.

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Dwell in Possibility...
Cassie

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Picture Perfect Birthday

Today is my mom's birthday...I will keep my mouth shut on the number of birthday that it is because, well, frankly, I'd like to live to see tomorrow. As I woke up this morning and wished her a happy birthday, I sat down to pull a recent picture of us and prep her birthday post.

Shocker! I dont have a single recent picture of my mom and I!! What kind of a photographer daughter am I?! Now, my dad and I on the other hand, we have tons...partially because we like making dorky faces at the camera any chance we get. But me and my mom...notta-one!

So, while I will wish my mom a happy *cough* birthday. I'm making it my goal for this next year to have tons of pictures of my mom and I together...even if she hates it.

Dwell in Possibility...
Cassie

Monday, October 25, 2010

The Modes

Our house is ruled by the modes. While we will never, ever admit it if you ask, she determines the mood of our house. This little scruffy face has two modes. Mode one: cuddle and cower. Mode two: play and chew. Mode one is usually reserved for me. While mode two on the other hand, that one comes out around 4pm when Andrew gets home from work. Garland's warm cuddly little mode one body will suddenly jerk up from under my feet, her ears will perk up and she'll start to whine as soon as she hears the garage door begin to open. This marks the beginning of mode two. Mode two will remain until close to 10pm when we finally settle into our bedtime routine.

Garland was at a play date the other day, which is code for "I'm a horrible pet owner and I have to be gone for a long time so Megan watches my dog till I can get home." I got home to unload my computer and planner and send some emails and clean before I went to pick up Garland from down the street and it hit me. My house is very, very sad and lonely with no dog!! Over the course of about 30 - 45 minutes while I finished up my to-do list, my house felt hollow.

So here's to the Olimb household...and modes one and two. Because our house without our little mode maker, well, it's just not our house.

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Dwell in Possibility...
Cassie

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Laughter

Recently I was culling through some images from a recent wedding and I was selecting my favorites. Andrew happened to look over my shoulder and I could hear something going on in his head, despite his silence. "What are you thinking?" I asked cautiously. "You seem to grab the same photos from each wedding, no matter who they are". Nuh uh! I was so ready to respond until I realized he was right.

I'm a sucker for laughter. There's something about a picture of two people totally in love laughing. A scrunched up nose, eyes all crinkly, heads thrown back...everything about it is just - perfection. And when I'm selecting my favorite photos...it's almost always those kind. The kind where someone is laughing, or where you can see a smile tugging at the corner of their lips. At engagement shoots or weddings, I have been known to say some super retarded things. Better yet, I'm known to make some pretty lame comparisons to movies or magazines. Why? Because they make my clients laugh. And like I said, I'm a sucker for laughter.

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Dwell in Possibility...
Cassie

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Janae and David: The Engagment

So you know that guy you worked with? The one you had a huge crush on but just assumed that everyone else found him equally as amazing and that you would never in a million years say anything? Well once upon a time, that was Janae and David.

Sometime after that quiet crush and a slow growing friendship, the two became inseparable. One night, after an intimate Thai dinner in a quite restaurant and watching a beautiful sunset on the beach, the two sat quietly on the beach. After a time, David admitted that the time she had a huge crush on him? Well, he was equally as starstruck with her. And that night, on a beach he asked Janae to share in his future, to build it step by step right along with him.

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Dwell in Possibility...
Cassie

Friday, October 22, 2010

Quality Time

During my brief "sabbatical" or whatever you want to call it, Andrew and I went through the book The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. Now internet, this is huge...Andrew is in no way a book reader. I bought him a book when we were dating that he has still yet to read. Yeah, you heard me, four years ago I bought him a book and it still sits unread...this is a sore subject. But, over those four years I realized that Andrew is not a reader. If you can find a book on tape, he'll totally listen to it and love it - reading, not so much. I guess he missed out on the whole Reading Rainbow age or something. So, when I asked him to read the Love Languages book, I was a little timid. I didnt want him to read it just because I asked and get nothing out of it. But I totally wanted him to read it. My fix: we worked backwards. *gasp* After taking the quizzes, I read the whole book and Andrew read the sections that were my love languages. Viola!

"Quality Time: In the vernacular of Quality Time, nothing says, “I love you,” like full, undivided attention. Being there for this type of person is critical, but really being there—with the TV off, fork and knife down, and all chores and tasks on standby—makes your significant other feel truly special and loved. Distractions, postponed dates, or the failure to listen can be especially hurtful."

"Words of Affirmation: Actions don’t always speak louder than words. If this is your love language, unsolicited compliments mean the world to you. Hearing the words, “I love you,” are important—hearing the reasons behind that love sends your spirits skyward. Insults can leave you shattered and are not easily forgotten."

Ever heard of a couple with the same primary and secondary love languages? Look no further cause here we are! Andrew and I both crave quiet time...probably me a little more than him. I seriously feel like cannot breathe if I havent had any time with Andrew. This is probably why both of us are completely okay with doing everything with the other. I've had people comment on the fact that Andrew and I are almost always together. At the gym, shopping, movies, wandering around The Commons, groceries...it really doesnt matter what it is, so long as we're together. Now, words of affirmation - that's tricky. Andrew and I are both horrible at encouragement. Neither of us think "I should compliment that person on this". Sure, we think "Wow they look good" or "wow they're really good at that" or so on and so forth. But we never say it. And did I mention I am horrid at receiving compliments? So imagine the hysterical fit of laughter when Andrew and I realized that both of our secondary love languages was words of affirmation. Yes, we both suck at it and we both crave it. So now we're learning how to express affirmation vocally.

Case and point. Yesterday Andrew and I maybe had two or three full conversations all day. The remainder of our time was spent at the gym and watching episodes of house while cuddling with the most adorable little fur ball in our house. And we were happy; perfectly content. Our ideal day? We'd wake up, make some breakfast, hit the gym, shower, eat an entire tub of hummus with veggies and pitas and then just wander around all day. Maybe we'd go to a movie, maybe we'd sit outside at the commons and watch people, maybe we'd go to Barnes and Nobles and putz...and we'd wrap up the day at a nice sushi dinner. Then we'd go home, play a few rounds of video games and watch tv shows till midnight. That's just how we roll. Quality time - it makes or world go round.

Dwell in Possibility...
Cassie

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Our Favorite Things: Puffs Plus Vicks

I wanted to stay curled up under a pile of blankets. I glanced over my left shoulder to see Garland totally passed out on her back, feet in the air, randomly twitching at some imaginary prey she was dreaming about. A small smile tugged at my lips. At least one of us stay in bed all day.

After attempting to join the land of the living to get some work done, I retreated back to my sweats and makeup less existence and called my mother. "How much do you love me today?" I asked her. Now seriously internet, I'm considered a grown woman and I still call my mommy when I'm sick...and occasionally my dad when I'm afraid of a spider - occasionally {Andrew tends to get that job these days}. A short while later, my doorbell rang and there stood my mom with soup and boxes of tissues. Who doesn't love a good mommy!

I don't wish being sick on anyone...but if you're ever sick, totally grab up as many boxes of these tissues as possible. I've gone through four of them in the past week. I must have had my head buried under a rock because I didn't even know they existed. Puffs Plus VICKS is like the best thing since sliced bread. Seriously! {Wow, I just became increasingly aware of how much I want to use the word seriously...hmmm} You breathe in the most amazingly refreshing scent of VICKS when all you're trying to do is breathe! So, while I don't want any of you guys out there getting this little head cold I cant seem to shake, if you do, these are totally worth the trip to the grocery store...even if you are in sweats.

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Dwell in Possibility...
Cassie