It was a typical Tuesday. I woke up. Jess woke up with me. I took a shower while she made me coffee, packed me a small snack, and laid my clothes for the day out on the bed.
(Yes, my wife gets up with me almost every morning even if she doesn't have to be at work. Yes, my wife makes me coffee in the morning even though she doesn't drink it. Yes, my wife sometimes packs me snacks and lunched to bring to work. Yes, my wife picks out my clothes for me, makes sure they are ironed, and lays them out on the bed while I'm in the shower. No, I don't ask her to do any of these things. She does them because she loves me, because she's awesome, and because she's the best. Neener!)
I left for work around 6:00am. The drive to work was pretty typical too, getting me there around 6:40am. The work day was… well.. typical. Conference call at 10am, favors here, emergencies there; nothing out of the ordinary. I had lunch with a friend in Dallas which was a nice change of pace. Then I went back to the usual. I left work around 4:15pm and got home right around 5:30pm. Jess showed up shortly there after.
As long as I occasionally make a "thought provoking" piece and keep the" utter shit" to a minimum, I don't mind creating "eye candy" now and again. But, just like chocolatiers, if I'm going to make candy then I aim to make the best damn candy around. And that starts with good wholesome ingredients.
– me to Laura in a discussion of common themes in photography.
So, who wants to be an ingredient in some eye candy?
Once I got home from work, I didn't edit any photographs. I didn't package any prints. I didn't make any blog posts. I didn't post any photographs. I'm okay with that.
First, I had a quick snack and watched Jeopardy. Then I taught Jess some of the intricacies of studio photography as she took photographs of me wearing my "new sunglasses":http://revjim.net/2006/09/19/how-to-tell-when-youre-getting-old/. That lasted a few hours.
We capped the night off with the season premier of NCIS (one of my favorite shows last year), and then a few more chapters of "Girlfriend in a Coma" before heading to bed.
I missed a call from Mike and Niccem. Mike was inviting us out to Denton for dinner. That would have been fun and I'm sad that I missed it. Niccem didn't leave a message.
