Saturday warm-up

Out across the lake
Originally uploaded by annieandrob.
I've got a wedding tomorrow (for real dollars! woohoo!), so I felt obligated to go check out the site today. Good thing, too, because Mapquest totally lied and sent me in the opposite direction from where I needed to go, making Norah and her buddy Lillian rabid from hunger. (Jasmine and the girls joined us, because my plans are always SO ROCK SOLID AND RATIONAL.)

We eventually got to Bass Lake, which actually turned out to be pretty cute - although I'm wicked nervous about the lighting situation. At 4:30, the sun will be shooting death rays directly behind the happy couple's ceremony. Backlighting makes me panic... but it's okay, because I've been studying up, practicing, all that jazz, and I think I've got it. Still - cold sweats all over the place. Cross your fingers for me.

And from the "how fun is THIS gonna be" department: the park guy I talked to there said he would be happy to take me out in the little ranger motorboat so I could shoot back at the deck, and he also said I could climb onto the roof to do group shots. If I don't drown or break my neck, pictures up soon...

In other news, Norah has decided that talking is for sissies, and she's moved right on to screaming her conversations. We'll be trotting merrily through Macy's, and she'll break into "MAMA! SEE PURSE! SEE NORAH'S PURSE! I PURSE! GET IT! I LOOOVE PURSE! AND HOT DOGS!" which actually comes out "hoddogs." Hoddogs get thrown into most of our conversations these days. What should we have for breakfast? Hoddogs! Where's daddy? Get Norah hoddogs! What can we use as a handy doorstop? YOU JUST GUESS.


  1. your baby and my husband have the same food obsession. he actually gave them up for lent last year, and lost like 10 pounds (apparently his hoddogs are wrapped in bologna and deep fried).