This morning, Aaron picked up a roll of film from our Destin trips. As much as I love the ease and gratification of digital photography, there is nothing like the quality and surprise you get from using film. I absolutely love it, especially when Aaron’s behind the lens. It’s always fun to see what he captures. Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the last roll we developed.
I took my sewing machine to Destin on vacation so my mom could teach me how to use it. I got it for Christmas, and I have learned everything I’ve done so far from reading the manual. I regret never taking my mom up on the offer to learn how to sew; she does amazing work so effortlessly, and every time we go to my grandparents’ house in Nebraska she shows us all of the clothes she made when she was in 4H from elementary to high school.
Well, this weekend we took out the machine and she was giving me basic tips, and these huge messes of shredded thread kept turning out on the underneath of the paper towels we were sewing (yes, we were sewing paper towels, that’s all we had). I told her I’ve been having this problem since I broke the first needle. She cringed, looked at the needle and laughed.
I had forgotten to thread the needle through when I replaced the original one I’d broken. I actually somehow sewed a ruffled table cloth without threading the needle the entire time, however janky it may look on the inside… and a month later my mom solves the problem with my ugly sewing in about three minutes. We were both laughing so hard, and Aaron was so glad to see that the problem that was frustrating me was so easily solved.
I do have to say, Mom was impressed that I managed to actually sew something that looks decent without any previous knowledge… or a correctly-operating machine. Operator error. But you can’t say I am not inventive (and stubborn!).
Now I’m looking forward to sewing pretty stitches that won’t embarrass my mom. Hooray for learning new, better ways to live.
I always feel a little blue when I come home from vacation. We got back to Tallahassee from a long weekend at the beach, and I’m not sure if it’s the summer heat or just the complete stillness, but I’m feeling super sad about not being with my family anymore.
My parents rented a cabin on the beach, and despite a few thunderstorms, we had an awesome time together. My sister and her boyfriend, Hayden, along with Mom, Dad, drove to Destin and we met them there. The proximity to the beach is definitely something I appreciate about Tallahassee. Hayden finished his job a counselor for the first summer session at Pine Cove, and Jillian was able to take a few days off work to come, thankfully. Even Aaron got to join us!
We called Hayden “Haydo Couseau” throughout the week because he was an expert at finding sand dollars at the sand bar. He found 38 and then stopped counting them. A family offered to pay him to swim them out to the sand bar and show them where he was finding the sand dollars. I have definitely never seen so many.
We have never been to the beach so late in the summer before, and all of the seaweed made it kind of gross for the first day. Thankfully, it cleared out and became much more enjoyable. I was just happy to spend time bummin’ it on the beach with the fam, but our next trip will be earlier in June.
We left at 5:30 this morning to come home so Aaron could work on coloring the film he was DP for, and my family left soon after back to Texas. Maybe the reason I’m feeling sad is because I’m not sure when we’ll all get to be together again. Dad starts football season in the next two weeks, and then Jillian is at A&M for the fall. I’m hoping if Aaron finds a job and we move somewhere that requires a big move we’ll be able to stop for a few days in Tyler on our way. (Keep us in your prayers about the job situation, please!) There’s no news on that front, for now.
At any rate, so thankful for such a great time in a beautiful place with the people I love the most.