"Model" Turned Hobo

Coming home from Cabo and the Xtreme Seminar has been lovely, but I’m so tired from such a great time of learning and soakin’ up some rays...oops, I meant soakin’ up some knowledge. Yes, I meant knowledge. And knowledge makes me tired. Because it took me f.o.r.e.v.e.r. to get out of bed this morning, I went to church dressed like a chic hobo. Okay, maybe I wasn’t dressed chic—but the hobo part, that’s true. I rationalized my church wear because of the light rain, and convinced myself that God can forgive sins, even my fashion transgressions.

I visited Jessica’s Blog today and saw the pictures she took from the seminar of JD and me. For those of you who didn’t know, we were invited to the seminar to ‘model’. Now, we’re not models—nor do we ever, ever aspire to be—but we had such a great time being in front of the camera. Or should I say cameras? Being in front of 35 cameras simultaneously can be quite disconcerting, but everyone in the seminar was gracious and encouraging.

If I didn't say this before, then I'll say it here now: Thanks to Jessica and Liana for such an awesome seminar, thanks to Becker for always robbing my poker money (oh, yeah, and thanks for the new headshot, too!), thanks to the Florin's for just being fabulous, and thanks to all the fantastic photographers who made me fall more in love with photography.

Here are a few of Jessica’s blog favorites…
This is a candid shot she caught of me and JD, just outside of the villa kitchen