Jose Vidal

Jose Vidal

Where do I start with this guy?

He turns on the latest Willow Smith song for us to dance to while we're brushing our teeth, I call him at least 3 times a day to ask "okay, what do you think about this?" Nine times out of ten when he says he has a "surprise" for me -- it's food. The man knows me. Let's not mention the fact that he looks THAT good assisting me at a wedding. But even more than any of that, he has made me so proud of the leadership roles he has taken on these past few months.

We're leading our own small group! It will officially start next week. I've come downstairs quite a few nights to find Jose sprawled on his stomach - propped on his elbows (his favorite "working" position) - staring at and scribbling on his notebook. He is setting goals, he has reached out to people, and I love and admire the fire in his heart for this group.

Ok. So maybe sometimes his interpretation of hip-hop moves scare me a little. But this guy... he makes me pretty happy :)

This Man of Mine

Considering the number of times he's been in front of my lens, I'm starting to think he's actually enjoying it ;) But seriously, I love photographing Jose -- I mean, look at him!

Give this man a rocking chair and he will be happy for life...

We spent a week at the cabins with Jose's family in Tennessee. Life was calm, tasty, and sweet :) I'm excited to share the rest of those images with you.

Flying back to Phoenix ... well, that was a different story.

Now, some would say that a 4 hour layover for a connecting flight is miserable -- and well, I would agree. In fact, I don't even remember the flight to Atlanta from Nashville because as soon as that plane started moving, I was OUT. All I remember is jerking awake at the landing. WORST FEELING when you're asleep. It always feels like you're waking up to a crash and are just waiting for the air masks to drop. I knew I should have paid attention to the attendant's skit in the beginning!

However, Jose and I -- we can pretty much entertain ourselves. Call it newlywed love, or call it sleep deprivation, but who knew you could have so much fun at the airport when you have so much time to kill.

Let's just say a little photobooth goes a long way. I feel bad for the people around us. Maybe I don't -- we were probably entertainment for them. We visited the Savannah Candy Kitchen, watched people, made fun of the lady with the CD walkman, and then we decided to visit the international gates. UM, WHAT THE HECK?!

Talk about a hidden secret! There were these awesome restaurants there AND a piano player! We grabbed some delicious brown rice with cayenne chicken, and pretended to have a luxurious dining experience. Towards the end of the night we became more delirious because we were laughing even more on the plane. We snuggled under Delta blankets and watched the X-Men movie they played on the tiny TV plane. Two cookies and a bag of pretzels later, we finally made it home.

Though I can't say I noticed I was ever away from home :)

He writes!

This little man of mine

I'm gonna let him shine...

So, my only reservations about announcing this are the potential secrets my husband might leak about me. He's already spreading rumors that I'm in a reading cult. And with that my friends, I present you Crooked Frames -- by Jose Vidal ... the sunshine in my life and the salsa to my eggs :)

No, but seriously.. he's a great writer. And he doesn't suffer from the syndrome he has diagnosed me with: ESL. Tis' the life.

And check this out!!

I can't hold grudges against the man who bought me my FIRST tablet for Christmas! Now, remember -- I'm NOT a DRAWER (is that word right? ugh, come on ESL-- don't fail me!). I had fun with this and didn't really have a plan (like always). I was pretty proud of myself for my first try :)

I'm loving how you can just use your handwriting on photoshop. You can probably expect me to start writing on a lot of photos now, haha.

So show my hubby some support or give him a hard time and check out his blog! :)