This past Thursday was our annual “Flower Day”. It is our tradition that on the Thursday before Memorial Day weekend we plant all the flowers at the studio and our house. All of us take part in the planting and it is one of my favorite days of the year. I honestly look forward to that day all year long. I guess for me flower day makes it official summer is here. It is my personal “opening day” of summer!
I can honestly say that the past few years I have turned into a pretty good gardener. I am totally into it! I am borderline obsessed with gardening. (We can talk more about all my obsessions at a later date) It is funny because just a few years ago I knew absolutely nothing about gardening and I would joke that I could kill a silk plant. I think actually may have knocked off a few silk plants in my day! I really have to thank Julie Cleary for helping me learn about gardening in the beginning. I guess it all started when I had a vision (I have a lot of those too!) for pretty flowers all around the studio. I had tried in the past to plant some flowers with what little I knew with limited success. I then hired Julie to do the planting and planning. Little did she know that I would “catch the bug” (I had to put that pun in there) so big and bad in just a few years that poor Julie would be out of a job.
It is just so cool to watch what you plant grow into something so beautiful. It’s fun to pick the different plants with all their diverse shapes and characteristics. I like putting different color combinations together and coming up with something a bit unconventional and unusual, but pretty (nothing to new here). I just love digging in the dirt, getting all dirty and sweaty making it all happen. It is therapy for me.
Eight years ago when Steve and I got married and bought our home in Northville we had no idea how much gardening our house would require. We bought it in the winter and once spring hit we realized that we had bought a small jungle. It is a lot to keep up with at home and at times a bit over whelming. (Our home is on almost an acre of land.) The house has given me lots of areas to play with and learn about gardening. As I mentioned our lot is quite large and we have flower beds all around our house and many, many pots and containers of flowers displayed around our home. (At last count we have 25 different containers of flowers and that is just at our house.) However it is really a joy for me to go out and “play in the dirt”.
Last year I started a vegetable garden at home. I had pretty good success last year, so this year I had to make it bigger and better. We even spent last weekend building a fence (a fortress) for the vegetable garden as last summer we had deer that found my tomatoes and they were having quite a feast on them. I totally turned into Elmer Fudd and I had to get rid of those deer! It was downright funny what I did to get them to stop eating my stuff. So this year I had to have the big, bad fence to keep them out. (Look on my personal Facebook page for pictures of the fence.) This summer I have planted several kinds of tomatoes, eggplant, zucchini, cucumbers and acorn squash. Wish me luck with the squash as I have never had success with them.
For those of you have kept up on my blog the past year you know that a year ago this week I had to have emergency neck surgery. It was a very sudden things and quite a surprise to me. I was unable to lift or work in the yard for 6 weeks last summer just when everything was getting planted. I had a very hard time with that (I do not sit well on the sidelines) and once I could start working in the yard I never really caught up with all of it.
So this past couple of weeks while I have been getting ready for “flower day” I have really been having a ball. Last Sunday as I was driving home from my 5th trip to Home Depot that weekend singing Bob Marley and I realized that I was just about as happy as I could be. I had a smile on my face I could not wipe off. I honestly did not want to. I was so glad that I was aware of how really happy I was there in my car all sweaty, filthy dirty singing away (like a fool) and loving every moment of it! I was doing exactly what I preach. I was living in my moment and finding happiness in everyday things. The great weather, music, God’s beauty in the earth and me all stinky dirty! It was a perfect moment for me.
I am healthy, happy and aware of it. We all have problems, stuff happens to us all and some days we are just better at dealing with it then others. I have been on a mission the past few years to stay in my “happy place” and be mindful of all I have. It is my personal mantra. I have so very much to be thankful for. I get to do a job that I love. I have a wonderful man at home with me. I have a family I adore and that loves me back. I have so many amazing friends from every walk of life. My clients are so good to me and in my mind they are an extension of my family. I guess this little post about my “Flower Day” has now turned into a post about tending our personal gardens. What I mean is the garden in our minds. We all choose what we put in there and what we let grow. What we need to weed out and how we need to water it and make it grow.
It’s so funny when I start writing these blog posts of mine it amazes me how I start with one thought or idea and then many times I end up somewhere else. Honestly, writing this takes a lot out of me and it many times takes hours of time. I now know why I have to be in the proper frame of mind to write my blog. I have to be able to be completely honest with myself and be able to be open to just write and see where I end up. As I write this I realize that my writing is an extension of exactly who I am as a person. Authentic is the word that comes to my mind. Like it or not, I am at times I am too brutally honest and I sure do put it all out there. I feel bad when my honesty scares or hurts people. I am sure I do that more than I know. I don’t want or like to hurt people. I just work hard and play hard at all times.
I live my life with passion. I really put everything I have into everything I do. Love me or hate me it is for the same reason. I am a “real” and “authentic” person who lives my life with all the gusto I have and I would not want it any other way.
I am writing this on an airplane with Steve flying to Disney World for the week to celebrate our 8th wedding anniversary. We were married in Disney World and return there as often as we can. Being at our favorite hotel (The Grand Floridian where our wedding reception was held) really brings back great memories for us both. It brings us back tour wedding weekend, a wonderful time that was shared with so many dear friends and family members. The very first trip Steve and I took together when we started dating was to Disney World. We have so many fond memories and it is fun or us to relive them and make more great memories on additional trips. We are looking forward to a week together doing just that.
This trip is going to be extra special as a few weeks ago we found out that we have good clients that are going to be vacationing in Disney World at the same time we are. I mention this because I am going to be photographing them while we are on this trip. I promise to share that story and some of the images in my next blog post. I am looking so forward to photographing them and creating many fond memories for them this week. I just can’t wait to photograph this beautiful family in one of my favorite places. I get to spend the day in the Magic Kingdom with an adorable little girl and I feel like kid I am so excited. I have the best job in the world and I know it. Until next time, be well and don’t forget your own personal “Flower Day” and tend the garden that is in your mind. You will be so glad that you did!
A few nights ago when we were in the middle of one of this week’s many thunderstorms I heard some weird noises I thought were coming from outside the windows in my family room. It was windy and raining like cats and dogs so I didn’t think much of it. When I woke up yesterday morning I heard the noises again and I figured out that there was a critter of some sort in my chimney. I had no idea what kind of critter was camping out in my chimney. It sounded like a loud flutter sound. I kept thinking if it was a bird why was it so loud and why was I not hearing any chirping? I was totally freaked out about a varmint that would somehow find a way out of the fireplace and into the house.
OH GREAT! Of course, Steve has been out of town all week. (Does this weird stuff ever happen when the husband is in town?) I had no clue what to do about it. So I picked up the phone and made my first call to the bug exterminator and they gave me a number of a guy who gets rid of animals. I about had a stroke when he said that it would be $500-$1000 to get whatever it was out of the chimney. I nearly had a meltdown just about then. I had a totally insane week and this was the last thing I needed to deal with on Friday was this critter in the chimney.
I then went off to visit my daily friend Google and I searched up Critter Control. I spoke to a very nice woman and after some schedule re-arranging I was going to meet Bob from Critter Control Saturday morning at our house. When I got home on Friday night I did not hear my new little friend anymore. It never fails, I find someone who will reasonably deal with my new friend and now I won’t need them to rid my chimney of the varmint.
Well just as soon as I woke up on Saturday my little friend was back at the “whooshing sound” in the chimney. For the life of me I could not guess what that sound was. No little bird could make that sound and it was not a clawing sound. Regardless, something was in there and I wanted it out before it figured out how to get out in the house or died and I really had a problem on my hands.
Saturday morning Critter Control Bob showed up. He was just a delightful man and boy does he have some funny stories about other people’s varmint problems. (I decided that we need to invite him to a party to tell all his crazy stories!) I was surprised how without any fear Bob pretty much just stuck his head in the fireplace with a flashlight and mirror and looked around to see what was making that sound. It was a duck that got stuck in my chimney! A mallard duck was in there. Who would have thought that? Bob said this was only the second time that he had seen a mallard duck in a chimney. I just could not believe that duck had somehow gotten in there. How funny? I quickly got the camera as I had to show Steve a picture of our new pet that had moved in this past week.
Then my new hero Bob just put his hands right up in the chimney (Apparently there is a little shelf in there just above the flue he was sitting on.) and grabbed the duck. Just like that he had him. After a few photos Bob just walked right out of the front door and tossed the duck up in the air and he flew away. It was so wild that I had a duck in the chimney. I could not stop thinking about it all day.
This story is so bizarre I had to write about "The Duck That Got Stuck!" I also had to pass on the phone number of my new buddy Bob Boyd from Critter Control (248-889-4977) in case you have any unwanted pets that move into your home. Have a wonderful Sunday and enjoy the sunshine. Until next time, be well.
Today the part of “Blog Writer” will be played by me, Rosa. How excited am I that I get to share my thoughts with you, my Angela Carson friends. You all know how much I love to talk.
As most of you know, I have been working in this wonderful photography industry for a while. I know hard to believe seeing I am very young (lol). There isn’t much, or so I thought, that I haven’t seen or been asked about when it comes to planning portraits. I love working with all of you very much. Watching your children grow, your families change and sharing stories of my children with you. But I have to say, I have met a lady that has truly touched me and made me think a little differently, Karen Poulos.
Last year, Karen’s friends contacted us wanting to purchase a gift certificate for their friend’s very special birthday. How nice is that! Then they told us that Karen believes she is an Empress. They were not only her friends but they were all (about 50 of them) her queens. OK. This is going to be crazy! I couldn’t wait to meet this lady!
Well, it happened. I had the chance to meet with Karen to plan her Royal Portrait Session a couple of weeks ago. Finally, I have met a lady who has it right. She came in knowing how special, beautiful and deserving she is. What an amazing way to go through life and what a great lesson for all of us.
Karen’s portrait consultation was a blast. We talked about her 8 inch tiara, her scepter, diamonds and her jeweled dress that she would be wearing. We didn’t talk about the difficulty she might have posing because she has very bad knees, or the weight she might want hidden, or the lines she might want softened. We talked about how life is good. How she had a blast raising her 3 sons. How much she loved her husband, the man she met when she was 13. I am a wife and mother. I know life was busy and crazy for her, but funny she didn’t mention that part. How can your life not be good when what you choose to focus on is the good?
Karen arrived for her session in all her glory. We were not disappointed in the least. Angela and I had a grand time with the queen in the studio. We laughed and laughed! We told stories and created amazing images of a beautiful woman. Karen’s portraits are a piece of personal artwork worthy to be displayed in her castle.
Before we knew it, the session was over. Oh no she was going to leave. I wanted to be a queen. Do I dare ask? She made me realize that I deserve it too. Would you mind if I tried your crown on? “Not at all”, she said. She was right. Everyone looks good in a tiara! Instantaneously I was transformed. Queen Rosa appeared in the mirror. I am determined to keep her around. I challenge you to find the queen in yourself and don’t let her go. When the kids are sick or your parents are sick, when the laundry is overtaking your house, the calendar has no more room to write on, handle it like the queen would. Life just seems so much better when you see it through the queen’s eyes. Please contact us at the studio to find out how you can meet Karen and join The Queen’s Club. There is a magical age you must be. I can’t wait till I am old enough.
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Life is full of “defining moments”. Some of those moments are good moments and they change our life for the better. Some of the “defining moments” are not so great and our life takes a dramatic left turn and everything we knew has now changed.
I had one of these “defining moments” last week. I was on vacation in Grand Cayman. I had been in Grand Cayman for a week already with a dear friend. Steve was flying down on Saturday and my girlfriend Chris was going home on the same day. No big thing, Chris dropped me off at the house Steve and I were renting on her way to the airport. Steve was flying in that afternoon and he was going to rent a car, pick a few groceries and drive out to the house about 45 minutes away from the airport in the Rum Point area of the island. I spoke with Steve at 7am that morning and he was just finishing getting ready to leave the house for his 10am flight.
I spent the day doing what I normally do in Grand Cayman, sitting in the sun and reading. I had a pretty much perfect day. I was able to get online and see that Steve’s flight was going to be about 45 minutes late. No big thing he should be at the house around 6pm. I was missing my honey and really looking forward to seeing him. 6pm came and went. 7pm comes and I am starting to get mad. I was thinking that things can run very slow on the island but what was he doing that was taking so long? At 8pm without a word from Steve I went from mad as a hornet to scared to death. WHERE WAS HE? As far as I knew he had been on the island for 4 hours, what could be taking so long? I called his cell phone and I got no answer. I turned on my cell phone and I had no message from Steve.
I am not one to panic. But I was really starting to lose it. This just did not make any sense to me. Why had I not heard from Steve? I knew that he had the phone number to the house. My mind was just running like crazy thinking. Was this going to be one of the “defining moments” in my life? Was my life about to take a dramatic left turn and be forever changed? Was my love affair with Grand Cayman going to be over for good? “Where the hell was he?” I know my husband and I knew he was not sitting in a bar drinking a beer watching sports on TV. I could not come up with any explanation about where he could be other than in trouble. I was powerless. I was 45 minutes away from the airport without a car and I knew that if something bad had happened to Steve there was no way anyone would know where I was or how to contact me.
I am not a big fan of not having control of what is going on or not having a plan. All I could think of doing was calling 911. I had already called the rental car place and they were closed. The operator was so nice she gave me the hospital numbers, the Georgetown police station number and then the immigration phone number. She suggested that I call immigration and see if they could give me any information. Thank God there was someone still at the immigration office as it was after 9pm by then. The man on the phone was so nice and looked up Steve in the computer and he said that he has just landed at 8pm on an American Airlines flight from Miami. What happened to his comfy direct flight on Delta from Detroit? I did not care at that point. At least I had a partial explanation as to where he was and I figured that he OK at that point and he would have a good story to tell me about his day flying.
I was finally able to breath and my panic was subsiding. I started to think that maybe my life would go on as it was before. Maybe I had not had one of those “defining moments” that would change everything in my world. I was on an emotional roller coaster. First I was mad as a hornet, then scared to death and then in the middle trying to calm down and just breathe. About a half an hour later Steve finally arrived at the house by taxi.
Poor Steve had spent 13 hours at the mercy of the “traveling demons” and he had pretty much been in his own nightmare the whole day. The story goes that he got to the airport in Detroit 2 hours before his flight and it was a total mess at the airport. The lines to check luggage both inside and out were longer than he had ever seen and nothing was moving. After 45 minutes standing outside in the cold (in shorts no less) he finally got up to the kiosk and it said he needed to go inside to see an agent. Wonderful, another long line to wait in as the clock kept ticking on his flight time. Between the changeover to using the Delta Airlines computer system (antiquated at best, I hear from the staff) and the Atlanta airport being closed the day before because of snow the airport was insane at 8am. Steve even had a first class ticket and that line was not moving. (Note to anyone flying Delta out of Detroit in the next couple of months 2 hours before the flight may not be enough time due to this antiquated computer system with lots of bugs that no one knows how to use yet!)
Finally when Steve got to the ticket counter it was almost time for his scheduled flight. The gate agent was super nice to him and after getting on the phone with Delta in Atlanta to get help her she booked him on a Delta flight to Miami and then on the American flight to Grand Cayman. Well at least he was going to get to Grand Cayman today he thought. Steve tried several times to call the house phone and the calls would not go through. As he was waiting at the gate for the Miami flight he also texted my cell phone to let me know what was up. As far as he knew I got the text and I knew what was up with him. As you know that was not the case. Once Steve was at the house and we figured out that the real “kick in the pants” for poor Steve was as he was waiting at the gate to get on his flight to Miami his original flight had been delayed and he really had plenty of time to get on that flight. Somehow the gate agent had not actually checked on the status of his original direct flight to see that it was delayed. He really didn’t have to go to Miami and then Grand Cayman after all. He never really missed the plane. He was about to throw-up when we figured that out!
Everybody has a travel nightmare story. If you travel and fly you have these stories. This story is really about traveling and the hassle it can be. Both Steve and I travel a lot and we know the drill. We kind of look at it as your number has to come up sometime. We just hope when it’s our turn to live the travel nightmare that we are not in a situation when we “must” be there for something important. I remember several years ago one of my relatives was flying all the way from Greece to come to our cousin’s funeral and he was delayed several times and missed the funeral. Getting to your vacation late it not big thing compared to missing a funeral you came half way around the world for.
You see as this story was unfolding and I kept thinking about this being a “defining moment” in my life and that night I was so relieved that it was not going to be one of those times when life takes a dramatic turn for the worse. What I have since figured out is this actually was a “defining moment” in my life. Waiting for my husband for hours and not having any idea what happened to him did leave a lasting impression on me. It was a lasting impression for the better. I am once again reminded of what matters most. As much as he drives me crazy at times (everybody’s spouse does that from time to time). I do know for sure that I love Steve with all my heart. I am so blessed to have him in my life. How good things really do come to those who wait. I waited 37 years for him to come in my life. He was worth the wait!
I think that Steve and I both learned from this situation how fortunate we both are to be together. Steve kept saying at least he was not trying to get anywhere he “had” to be at. How glad he was not the couple he met with 2 little kids that had been trying to get to Jamaica for 2 days that were stuck in Detroit from NY. I am committed to remember this story with good memories of how happy I was to see him and see that he was just fine. How important he is to me and how lucky I am to have him. How imperative it is to “re-frame” situations and look for the positive in everything that happens in life. I guess that we are all having “defining moments” in all that we experience and do on a daily basis. It is those moments that define who we are a people and what is important to us. Until next time, be well.
Steve and I out to dinner the night after he flew in and us on the beach for the last sunset of our trip
Man oh man have I been busy the past few weeks. Needless to say Christmas and New Years seems like it was years ago right now. I’m OK with that. I like that it is February now and we gotten January past us and we are one month closer to Spring. I am a huge fan of the warmer weather and sunshine. Bring it on!
Steve and I had a wonderful trip to Orlando over the New Years holiday. Regardless of the cold weather, we had a really great trip. The fireworks at the Magic Kingdom were really spectacular. We also had a great fireworks show at our hotel in New Years Eve. (The JW Marriot in Orlando, I would recommend it). I just love fireworks. I guess I have since I was a kid.
Just after we returned from Orlando I flew down to Nashville for 5 days for our big Professional Photographers Annual convention. It was a really great show. I saw so many lectures that I enjoyed and learned a bunch. I am still (I hope I always will be) a student. I just love to learn. I like to put new ideas and concepts in my head. Just because I do a lot of teaching doesn’t mean I know all I need to know. The convention is a great way to start off the year. Of course, I also got to see my many photography friends from all over the world. I am so blessed to have met so many great people in my profession that a now like family to me. My professional photography extended family is a real blessing.
The reason that I have mentioned my educational and creative seminars is because my time away really helped me plan a huge project I have started. As you know I just love to photograph babies. The younger and smaller they are the better. I am in awe of the newness and innocence of newborns. I am also very aware of how fast that newborn stage of life goes. It is a window that is only open for a few weeks. I get all choked up trying to describe my infatuation with newborns. I love to look at them and wonder who they are going to be in their lives. Where is the journey of life going to take them? Do they know that they can do anything they want, be anything they want to be? Like I said, I just adore little babies!
I started thinking at the end of last year that I wanted to give myself a creative assignment for 2010. I wanted my assignment to involve photographing newborns. My goal was to photograph one newborn baby a week for year. As I was thinking about my creative assignment I thought about what a great collection of portraits I would have at the end of the year. I should get the images published in a book, I thought. I have also wanted to get a little more active in helping others this year. I know that I have been blessed with many gifts and I want to use my gifts to help others.
As I continued to process and plan my self assignment I realized that I could publish my collection of newborn portraits and help others all in one. I thought about giving away all the profits from the book sales. As I began to think about a charity to help I knew two things. It had to be a charity that helped children and I wanted the money we raise to stay in Michigan. It didn’t take long for me to select my charity. A couple of years ago I met and worked with an amazing woman who is making a real difference in the lives of sick children and their families. Lisa Zimmer and her co-founder Mike Hopkins started their foundation Just for Kids in 2001 with one single purpose. “Replace the pain with a smile, if only for a while.” 100% of the funds they raise go directly to the kids and there is zero administrative cost for this charity. The selfless work that they do is an inspiration to all.
Out of all of this thinking “Angela’s Baby Project” has been born. It has been a whirlwind of activity at the studio the past few weeks. We have started our project, printed marketing materials, designed and published a website (www.angelasbabyproject.com) and photographed 5 newborn babies! I am so jazzed about how fast my little project has taken off. It has quickly become even better than I had dreamed it would be.
Over the coming months (did I mention it is a year long project) you will be hearing much more about “Angela’s Baby Project” because we need your help. We need babies to model for us. We don’t know that many pregnant women. However, we all do together. You may be expecting, or you have a friend or relative that is expecting. Someone you know knows a woman that is pregnant. See how this works, we need you to talk, email, text, tweet and whatever else you can do to help us get the word out.
On the website (www.angelasbabyproject.com) there is a place for models to sign up. The website has lots of information about our project and it is very easy to sign up. If you have any questions simply just call Rosa or me at the studio, 249-349-3916. We would love to chat with you and tell you all about “Angela’s Baby Project”. It is a very exciting and fun project and the more people involved the better it will be.
I hope that you can tell how excited and inspired by my new project. It has already taken off so fast. It is going to be a great year and all help we are getting our project running is really amazing. I am so jazzed and charged for the coming year. I hope you can feel it and catch a bit of it for you life. Until next time, be well.
From Our Home to Yours
Steve and I just wanted to take a moment to wish each and every one of you a blessed Christmas. We hope that you are able to spend this holiday with the important people in your life. Take the time to celebrate all that is good in your life. We will be spending the day today with my family and tomorrow with Steve's family. We are so blessed to have our families living close to us. We have just a little more baking and cooking to do. It's time for Steve and I to open our gifts to each other. Until next time, be well.
I wrote this over a week ago and did not post it. I have been having a real problem with posting on my blog. Something really weird has happened in the past month. I realized that people are reading this. I should be happy about that right? Isn’t that I am writing this? Now I feel the pressure to do a good job. To write something that has meaning. Pressure = Writers block. I have a serious case of writers block.
I totally hesitate to do this but I would not be honest if I did not mention that I got a nasty comment sent to me a few weeks ago. It was from some random photographer that reads my blog. I did not approve the negative comment for all to view (I get to do that it’s my blog, ha ha!). Of course, the person did not have the guts to leave their name or real email address. I have to ask this question if you do not like me and think I am a horrible person, why would you read what I write? The fighter in me has several nasty comebacks to your spineless nameless comment. The grown up in me says “sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me.”
So to my blog fans (all 3 or 4 of you) I am going to do my best to keep at this blog thing and get over my current writers block issue. I need to push through and stay true to my vision and not wimp out. So here goes for one and all the blog post I wrote a week ago and that I have been sitting. I hope you enjoy and understand the true spirit it was written in. Plain and simple, it is just me being honest.
This past summer I had a wonderful college girl working with me assisting me on my sessions. I have pretty much known Kelsey her whole life. Her Mothers family grew up just down the street from us in Northville. I photographed her when she was just 2 years old. I also photographed her senior portraits a couple of years ago. I had run into Kelsey in the beginning of the summer and had a blast reconnecting with her. I am sure this has happened to you that you knew someone as a child and then when you get to know them as an adult it a different game. It’s really fun when you liked them as a kid and you like them just as much as an adult. When I needed some help at the studio I gave Kelsey a call.
This past weekend for Kelsey was in town for Thanksgiving and she stopped by the studio to say hi. After we caught up and visited she told me that she wrote a paper in one of her classes about me. Really, are you kidding? The paper was not written from a business perspective. She wrote it about me, my passion for what I do.
I can’t stop thinking about how amazed and honored I am that Kelsey wrote about me. Here is the really cool part, after just spending just a few weeks working with me she summed me up in the one word. PASSION. How great is that?
I guess I never really thought about it much. I do have passion. I am full of it (OK you all know that I am totally full something else too, but lets not go there right now!) As I am writing this I am realizing how lucky I am to have passion in my life. How many people go throughout this amazing journey called life with little or no passion? I honestly don’t k now where I get it from. How come I have it and so many do not? I wish I could answer that. I really wish that I could give a little dose of passion to everyone.
I feel that I have passion for so many things. I have a passion for my family and friends. I really do have passion for photographing. I fell passionate about my work. I put passion in to just about everything I do. If I am going to do something I am going to give it all I have and tackle it with passion. I am so blessed to have been given this gift.
I said a moment ago that I wished that I could give a “little dose” of passion to everyone. You know I just realized that I am giving that little dose of passion to all of my clients. It is because of the passion I have for people, learning their story and capturing it in photographs that I create the images I do. I guess that Kelsey was right about me.
I feel that life is a gift that has been given to us by God. We have to fulfill our part of the deal and live our lives to the fullest. To live our lives with all we have, with passion.
It is my wish for you that are living your life to the fullest and with passion. To have the ability to dig a little deeper when you need it to find your passion and push on through. My wish for you is to have passion in all you do. Until next time, be well.
