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I love coffee. Sometimes people try to switch my coffee to decaf when I’m not looking. I can always tell the difference. I also like Pringles, but only the reduced fat kind because they crunch better when you bite into them and they don’t leave grease on your fingers. I’m…

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As part of our quest to support women’s issues, Katana Photography is excited to announce our first ever Celebrating Survival contest!
Having any kind of cancer is frightening and confusing. In recognition of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, Katana Photography is welcoming all survivors from all forms of cancer to participate…

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When I was looking to buy my wedding invitations (back in April), I found a lot of designers on Etsy. After narrowing it down to a couple different designs/companies, I contacted both for their pricing list. One was pretty significantly more expensive–almost $2 per invitation more. Which I think all…

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When talking to people about photography, I hear one phrase over and over again: Kids and dogs are the hardest subjects to photograph.
I, personally, don’t have this problem with my clients…kids and dogs are among my favorite things to photograph. Maybe it’s because I like to have any excuse…

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Last week, Sean and I had our morning coffee on the balcony and watched as the Enterprise shuttle was pulled down the Hudson on a tug boat. It’s on its way to the Intrepid and I can’t wait to see it up close at the museum!

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Impersonations

Adelynn had her H1N1 shots just the other day. And while all the other kids in the waiting room were screaming and crying, Adelynn kept looking up at my sister with big, tear filled eyes saying in a whimpering voice, “Please, no, mommy. No hurt. Please, no…” It was almost a whisper.

Their names were called. Bridget took Adelynn by the hand and walked into that evil, white, sterile room. THE ROOM. The room where all the pain happens.

The needle goes into Adelynn’s little thigh; she screams; she cries–and does all the normal things a kid does after getting a shot. They arrive back home and Adelynn, still whimpering, looks up at Bridget and says: Leg hurts, mommy. It hurts.

Bridget plops Addie down in front of Dora with her favorite Teddy, Eddie, whom we’ve all grown to know as a part of our family. Eddie is as much a member as me or Bo or my mom or the dogs….in fact, I think she prefers Eddie to the dogs sometimes.

So, Bridget starts cooking dinner and after 30 minutes, Adelynn comes limping into the kitchen. “Leg huwts, mommy,” she says. Bridget goes running over to examine what the limping was about. Could H1N1 have paralyzed her child? As Bridget pulls up Adelynn’s pant leg, Addie says: “Leg huwts just like Yaya’s.” At which point she continues to walk around the kitchen dragging her leg behind her like Tiny Tim.

On a side note, my mom recently had knee surgery and for the past year has been limping constantly. Soooo, pretty much Adelynn associated leg pain with Yaya’s incessant limping. And after she limped around the kitchen for one lap, she looked up at my sister with wide eyes and said, “Cookie would help the pain, mommy.”

What a little con artist.