I am working on editing images all day and doing Sexy Photo Trip stuff… then tonight I am going to check out CitiField with my parents and my aunt. With the current state of my interest in the Mets, I can’t really say I care all that much about the game, but going to the ballpark will be kinda cool.

Oh yeah, I should address the title…

I woke up a day older than yesterday, a year older than last year on this day, and thirty-five years to the day I caused my mother what had to be the most excruciating pain I could imagine. Yes, it is my birthday today… 35th to be exact. Being the baby in my family growing up, 35 seemed fairly inconceivable, but it’s here. I don’t feel all that different… I mean, certain things have changed I suppose. There’s a few to list:

  • considerably more gray nose hairs
  • uncontrollable urge to complain about crappy weather

Wow… okay so maybe there are only two things. There have to be more, but I guess a list of observations like this should be left to those that spend more time observing me than I do.

There are some things that I know for sure… and one is that I am doing what I love. I have finally figured out what I love to do and knowing that makes everything more than just fine.

I suppose I can leave you with a couple photos since that’s what all 5 of you come here for mostly anyway…

This is Sylvia. She is a friend and a great model… I am posting this because this pretty much sums up how I feel about shooting and how I hope people feel when they work with me.

One Response to “35”
  1. Brian says:

    Happy Belated B-Day.

    Age is just a number and seeing how I stalk your every move it would appear that you are still in your 20’s.

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