This past weekend was spent in Auburn. Marc and I ventured into our first projects as curators for a website, a website about Auburn. It's really exciting to think of what could come of this. We are trying to join our human experiences, the communities, to light. Auburn has a lot to offer but you have to dig. So, basically, this weekend, we had three projects to finish. A few interviews, photos, and what-not. The first few things were a bit overwhelming, we had Luna with us and it was stressful. Marc and I walked out discouraged. I think we are both perfectionists. We always expect that we will preform better than we do, we set the bar very high in our own minds. We fought that night, I think it was leftover anxiety with the whole project. The next day went better, we both woke up with a more positive perspective. We tackled a few more projects and then spent time with our friend Lily, and later, Marc's Mom. Sunday was a perfect day. Marc and I tackled the final few projects while his Mom kept the girls for us. I can't explain how much this meant to us both. We had a fantastic experience. We were interviewing random people, together. It was just so interesting. Just having a reason to start conversations with people. We stopped people we might not otherwise take time to talk to and we're pleasantly surprised when we found...that connection. I mean, it sounds a bit vague, but I think its worth noting. We aren't all that different. It was also interesting to see that some people are just too busy to talk, and/or not interested in connecting with others. We noticed this several times. It was a eye opening experience. I am so glad to be doing this with Marc. We both discussed these things and we both felt a renewed zeal for this project. We are so lucky to have this opportunity.
|(seriously, Ocean moves as gracefully as anyone I have ever seen)|
My friend, Lily, is a doll.
p.s I CUT MARC'S HAIR YA'LL!
I love him. He is wearing the shirt I got him for Christmas. The Weepies are our band. Sorry.
This angel baby hung out with us on projects while Sissy was with her Aunts.
God, I love her.
Things are good, good, good.
Tell me what good things are happening to you.