For starters, ummm, we have a baby. His name is Carson and he is THE cutest thing EVER!!! Also, Matt pretty much quit Tipping the Scale. And... so did I. I miss it a whole lot and would like to get back with it, we shall see.
Matt started his own business and has been doing REALLY well with it! He does Multimedia stuff, corporate branding, videography, editing, etc. and has been working with his sister, Mary (who is getting married in March) in helping her get her photography business going.
I FINALLY got the promotion I've been desiring for a while to the Assistant Branch Manager at one of the locations for the Bank I work for. I'm SO fortunate to have a great boss who, for starters, hired me 7 months pregnant with the hopes that I would return. I did return, but it hasn't been easy. I'll be straight up honest: I couldn't do it without Matt. I've been super fortunate having Matt in my life to get up with Carson each time he cries when I have to get up for work in the morning. Ladies- you can be jealous!
Well that pretty much sums up my life for the past year, that was not nearly as long as I thought it would take. Perhaps I'll get back into this thing... I guess it depends on if anyone else is still reading.
Corporate Identity Design
and Consultation in any of these areas
Here is some of my work:
I'd really like to stay in the television or film industry, but I'm also not opposed to doing manual labor. I won't let my pride keep me from paying the bills if you know what I'm saying.
Please keep me in mind should you happen to catch wind of any work that might fit my talents.
From Father to Son…
You taught me how to tie my shoes and say my ABCs
You picked me up when I fell down and tended to scraped knees
You showed me how to treat my mom with love and with respect
My manners and my character never to neglect
You taught me when to hold back tears and put on a strong face
You taught me the important things, never to disgrace
Like family- and baseball- my values- and my God
What big tracks I must follow in, if with you I’m to trod
You showed me there were times when we must look out for the weak
That truly we are slighter than the humble and the meek
You taught me being biggest doesn’t always win the round
That rather it’s the smartest man who goes home with the crown
Clean me up and tuck me in, watch over me at night
Teach me when to stand my ground and ready me to fight
For good- and right- and decent things- that need someone to say
I’ll not back down I’ll not turn back, my dad raised me this way
And now I stand impatiently, in this sterile place
and wait to hold my little one and look upon his face
And tell him of the fun adventures we are sure to have
With him and me and Grandpa, as I learn to be a dad
To teach him how to tie his shoes and say his ABCs
And pick him up when he falls down and tend to his scraped knees
As I try my best to teach him how he ought to be
I’ll think back upon you dad, and the way that you raised me