Sangre...

We broke open one of the bottles of wine that we brought back from Spain tonight. Sangre de Toro. Which means 'blood of the bull'. Despite the icky name, the wine is fabulous. Kev was hesitant to open it. Like all other aspects of our relationship, he's a saver... I'm not so much. I'm more the 'Carpe Diem' type.

I convinced him that there's reason for celebration. I got accepted into Wendy Schulz's Advanced Photography class, set to begin in February. I certainly don't feel 'advanced', but I'm looking forward to being challenged. Wendy is one of my favorite child photographer's, her work is nothing less than amazing. I can't wait for the class.

I'm still waiting for my new computer. In the meantime we've had to completely delete Photoshop due to computer issues. So these photos are basically SOOC. I'm trying out larger photos for the blog, instead of the medium-sized that I used to use... Thoughts?


And what happens after a little too much Sangre...