Confessions from Norman: Spring

Last weekend we all went through the dreaded time change where we lost an hour of sleep.  Our work week has probably been off and we’ve been all too happy to blame it on Daylight Savings Time.   The weather in Oklahoma on any given day can keep everyone guessing.  It can drop 30 degrees in a span of a few hours.  Personally, I prefer Fall because the brisk cool temps help me start off the day with extra pep in my step.  Today was the first day it really hit me that spring is staring us in the face.  I had to deliver some items to various places on campus today.  It was windy and warm out.  At the beginning of my errands, I had a light fleece jacket on but by the time I was headed back to the office, I had it wrapped around my waist.  I felt my energy level slow down and thought to myself, “Either I’m out of shape or it’s warmer out than I thought…” When I got back to the office, a colleague told me it was 85 degrees out.  It certainly felt like it.  I hate when I am only outside for a short amount of time and yet my back is already moist with sweat.  Yuck.  I guess I’m pretty picky when it comes to these warmer temperatures.  I like them because it means golf weather.  It means shorts and sandals.  It means driving home with windows down and sunroof open.  It means wanting to blare my music and wanting to drive for hours on end just to soak in the fresh air.  As long as I don’t have to turn on the A/C….I’m a happy girl.

I also enjoy this time of year because it makes me want to carry my camera around all the time and just snap away, capturing the colors of spring and blooming flowers.  Maybe that’s what I’ll do this weekend.


Confessions from Norman

As I have shared before, I live in Norman, Oklahoma.  I moved here about 5 years  a day for grad school and never left.  After being introduced to the blog, “Confessions of a Pioneer Woman,” I rarely go a day without visiting Ree Drummond’s site.  She cracks me up.  Anyway, I thought it would be neat (though yes, I understand not original) to do my own segment of ‘confessions.’  So, tonight starts the first segment.

I confess that I secretly hope to one day  have my pictures shown in a gallery or even just in a small cafe somewhere.  There is a restaurant here in Norman, Gourmet Deli, that has pictures up taken by local artists.  Well, I’m merely assuming they are local artists.  Nevertheless, they have a name and price listed on them.  Every time I have lunch there, I think, “hmm, maybe one day…” and then I continue to enjoy my turkey melt and then eventually leave.  I think it’d be so cool to see my signature on a picture and have it displayed where more people can see my work. 

That’s my first confession I wanted to share.  I’m not giving up on this dream/idea.  I need to find the time to do something about it-look into what it will take to make it happen.

Future famous (hopefully) photographer (amateur for now) in Norman