“hashtag” erin & t 2014

 

I always feel like “damn. I’m lucky to have such an amazing job” but sometimes I feel overwhelmed by this feeling.

I’m sure a lot of you reading this know I’m just not that great with keeping up with this blog and the writing and the whatnot, but I HAVE the feelings and then I USE the feelings for my photography so I just don’t think I need to always WRITE about the feelings. They’re here. I hope you can see what I’m not writing about.

Anyway, this was one of those “all the feelings” days, and that’s why there are one bazillion photos here.

T thanked all of his vendors in a facebook post, which is lucky for me because I am going to copy and paste it so that you know the awesome people who worked alongside Erin, T, and their bridal party/families to make this day so awesome:

Tara SplintsandDaisies (flowers)

Sugar Whipped (cupcakes)

Bianca Cordova (photography)

Scarlet Runner (catering)

Matt Johnson (officiant/trivia host)

Rich ‘Bebo’ Abraham (videography)

Bruce Geetz (DJ)

Luke Leidy (piano player/birthday boy)

Jason Allen Berlet (tireless bartender)

Kate Jones & Springhouse Brewery (on tap beer)

Nick & Holly (the Chameleon Club)

Minter&Richter (our cool ass rings)

Jay Caneal (dudes’ belts)

Landis Valley Museum (venue, duh)

Elite Coach (trolley)

Alana Berry (Bow&Arrow Calligraphy)


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best baker ever.

Anybody who knows me or has been to one of my kids’ birthday parties knows that I am not what “anybody” would consider “good” at baking.  Look, I’m pretty sure that my cakes always taste good, but they don’t really “look” that “great”.

Take for example this:

Now, I didn’t make that cake, but I did decorate it.  I have pretty nice handwriting, so that’s not the problem.  The problem came when Miles asked me why his Scooby Doo toys were on his cake.

Or this:


You can’t really tell from that photo but this cake was great because I tried to use fondant and then I sprayed it with the only cake spray we had and it was green.  So, it kind of looked moldy.

Or this:

I made this for my mother-in-law.  I bet she’s so proud to have me in the family!

Or this:

I made that for Kendra’s 30th birthday.

Or this (holy crap why do I have so many photos of my disastrous cakes?! I guess for this very moment in time):

Now, that one “really takes the cake”.  I crack up every time I look at it.  I look at the cake, look at the kids’ faces, look back at the cake.

Well, I decided that this year I would make a Valentine’s Day cake.  THIS Valentine’s Day cake:

from iambaker.net

Only I should add layers! Yeah layers of chocolate and vanilla cake with strawberry frosting in between each layer.  Like this:

from Martha Stewart

Wait, can I make the chocolate look kind of purpley or no?  That’s a great idea!

As soon as I think that something is a great idea I probably shouldn’t do it.  Ahahahahahahahahahahahha.  That takes common sense.   To be fair, that part turned out ok.

Well, here it is, my cake in all of its stages of magnificence:

I hope that all of my Valentines (pictured below) appreciate the hours of idiocy and love that went into this masterpiece.

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

Miller/Reed wedding

Janine got married last night (for a little background info on her, see my previous post ‘j9 jewelry design’).  She got married to sweet, cutie pie Matt Reed.  I’m not being condescending; Matt Reed is a cutie pie.  I mean, he doesn’t ever really talk to me when I see him but he seems really cute and nice and I hope I’m right.

I’m pretty sure that 85% of my graduating class was at this wedding.  That’s ok, I guess.  It wasn’t scary or too uncomfortable, and I was really happy to see a bunch of people who I never get to see.

These two seem really fond of each other.  As a matter of fact, my favorite quote of the day is from one of the bridesmaids saying, “I’m really glad they’re so horny for each other.  Seriously.  I think it’s great.”  (Don’t worry, future clients, I don’t quote non-friends on these matters in my blog).

she MADE that necklace!

all of the bridesmaids had beautiful shoes that I wouldn’t be able to walk a block in.

cause we’re Pennsylvania proud

when no one else is looking

awesome structure on the grounds of the Historic Strasburg Inn

this is Janine’s brother, Jason.  He gave me my first drum set, Junior Pro.


first dance


Brian’s classy socks/shoes combo comes in handy during Michael Jackson songs.

everyone loves a ‘not uptight’ bride.


just a few friends shots (below):

I am really happy for you, Matt and Janine.  Congratulations!

the burn of the beach is a fair exchange.

I don’t really like going to the beach. Well, not like most people do. I like going around six pm and trying to crunch in a bunch of  beach “activities” (walking, searching for stones and shells, and taking photos) into an hour or two. Normally when people ask me if I want to go to the beach, I tell them that are plenty of better ways that I can spend my energy than getting sunburned (despite using 70spf and reapplying), getting sand all over my embarrassing mini-van, and being around a bunch of mostly naked strangers.

That is what I usually say.

Last year, our friends E & J invited us on their yearly anniversary weekend camping beach trip to Cape Henlopen.  I will pretty much go anywhere they invite us because we always have a great time and because they are just easy.  Easy to coordinate with, to split duties up with, to just be around.  E doesn’t like having her photo taken so I respectfully tip toe around her, and try to only take shots of our children.  This year there were around 25 of us there, including everyone’s kids.  Here are a couple of shots from our trip.