.:an update long overdue:.

I know.  I know.  I know.  It’s been forever.  I promise I’ll explain, but since it’s been so long, I thought I’d post 8 million photos this time.  To start, here’s a few fun things we’ve done since Valentine’s Day in our own lives (at least the few things we have photos of):

1. Hosted a few couchsurfers for the first time.  This fellow, Angelo, was an Italian passing through KC.  He was kind enough to let me snap a photo of him

2. I worked on my mending skills (which are pretty sub par, unfortunately).  Brian was convinced that these pants of European origin that we found at a secondhand store were meant to wear with the top button unbuttoned.  The pants professed to be his perfect size but were… a little tight.  As walking around with your pants unbuttoned in public is NOT acceptable in my book (unless you’re preggers), I went about creating some extra “room” for Brian in this pair.  In the process I broke 2 sewing machine needles in addition to the machine itself and therefore had to finish it all by hand.  Told you mending is not my forte.

3. We took a few headshots for our nextdoor neighbor, Dwon Littlejohn, who is running for sherriff.  (Jackson County residents, check out his website here!) Who WOULDN’T vote for him?  Not only is he stellar and nice, but his last name is also Littlejohn.

4. Brian has (clearly) been growing his hair out.  A few weeks back, while sporting said caveman hair, we met a pretty inspiring South African dude named Kuzaan.  Interestingly enough, he lives in Estonia, so we’ll be visiting him and his family in a few short weeks’ time.

5. We are those annoying cat owners that think our cats are adorable.  So we’ve been playing with them more since we no longer have Angry Birds on the phones.

6. As I’ve been wanting to do a henna party with ladies for some time, I tried my hand (or in this case, foot) at doing my own henna one night while Brian was hanging out with a friend.  (Word to the wise, the box says it takes 45 minutes to 1 hour to dry.  If you are a newbie, like me, and put way too much on by accident, even if you blowdry your foot for over an HOUR after the first hour, it will still be wet.  So do NOT start your henna at 9:30 at night if you need to be at work the next morning.)

So here’s the substance I promised.

On my birthday I wrote about giving up our iPhones.  It was ridiculously hard, but ridiculously GOOD.  It’s funny, we’ll go to some gathering these days and come home and I’ll realize when we walk in our front door that I haven’t thought about e-mail or facebook for HOURS.  And that, my friends, is indeed a sweet satisfaction.  Last week I even asked Brian to change my facebook password and not tell me the new one.  I still get on, but he has to log me on and my visits are much much shorter.  To not be held captive to this ridiculously fast-pasted, media-centric universe has been a wonderful breath of fresh air.

So that brings me to this blog at hand.  As we’ve stepped away from media lately, it’s given us some new perspectives.  (In fact, last week we started a visual media fast.  No TV. No Hulu.  No Netflix.  No Movies. It’s been AMAZING.)  In the quietness and solitude we have begun working harder at our marriage, at relationships with those around us, at mending things (as you can see above), at hosting strangers, at our spiritual journeys.  And my friends, it has been sweet indeed.

As such, however, we’ve felt less of a pull or compulsion to do the continual blogging that we once tried to maintain.  I still love writing and will do it from time to time, but a vast majority of Avia updates will probably be via our facebook fan page.  (You can find it here.)  Trying to maintain a blog and update the facebook page and keep up with our clients all while actually working is really mentally and physically exhausting.  Many weeks I work from 8:00 in the morning to 6:30 at night Monday through Friday with no real lunch break and STILL have so much left to do in addition to the shoots and weddings we do on Saturday.  So, in light of realizing that we need more real life interactions and less media ones, I’m afraid that this blog will be falling a bit to the wayside.

We’ll be heading out on Monday, April 3rd, for a three week trip to Eastern Europe.  There we’ll be exploring a few countries and will hopefully post a few pictures here along the way.  On that trip we’ll be doing some serious soul searching.  Those of you that have followed us thus far already know we’re planning to move there by next spring.  If this is your first time reading this, you may be surprised to find that out.  Regardless, we’re pretty darn stoked.

So, dear friends, it’s been fun, but I’m afraid we’ll be here in virtual land quite a bit less.  But we’ll be present in real world quite a bit more.  So give us a call and come hang out when we get back.  We’d love to see you.  For serious.

And, because we love you, here are a myriad of photos we’ve done over the last month in addition to all of the album design I’ve been doing, Whew!  No wonder we have no time to update the blog!:

 

 

 

 

Love and peace and all things new,

Mallory & Brian (Photos of the kitchen update.  Can you tell we like color?  Click on it to see it bigger if you’re into that kind of thing.)

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.:A Post for the Fellas (A Guide to Valentine’s Day):.

So today’s post is again by me (Brian).  This post happens to be for the fellas, but ladies can read it too (and pass it along to their men).

I’m not a gifts person.  I don’t care if I receive them or not and I’m particularly bad at giving them.  It’s okay though, Mallory isn’t a gift person either.  Gifts is actually our last love language. (Before we go any further, if you haven’t heard of the five love languages, you might want to google them.  Right now.  They are like an instruction manual for relationships.  Or you can check out Mallory’s introductory post on them here from around this time last year).

To be honest, not only am I not a gifts person, I’m not really one for holidays either.  It seems silly to me to pick one day to celebrate something.  (Hold on, don’t throw things at me just yet.  Hear me out.)  If something is important to you, why wouldn’t you show it every day?  Personally, I try to live like every day is Christmas, Easter, and Thanksgiving  rolled into one.  I even work Halloween into my daily routine (ask Mallory how zombie-fied I am in the mornings).

So that brings me to today.  Today is Valentine’s Day.  I won’t go on a rant about how I think it’s a holiday invented by greeting card companies and chocolatiers who needed another way to boost profits.  I won’t complain that it basically forces men into acts of fiscal affection.  I won’t argue that the number of roses or carats in the diamond is not a way to quantify someone’s love.  What I am going to do is tell men to stop being lazy.  Seriously.  Just stop it.

Call me a rebel, but what you do on Valentine’s Day doesn’t really matter.  Any guy can go to the grocery store and buy some strawberries and chocolate (I know I did, Mallory told me it was non-negotiable).  What matters is what you do for the REST of the 364 days each year (365 this year).  A gift given randomly on another day at any other time says so much more than one given on the day when gifts are supposed to be given.  Try giving your lady a flower in September, and when she asks why, tell her ‘just because you love her’.  See how that works for you.  Seriously, I do it all the time.  Mallory has even written about it numerous times (check out a few here and here). 

But what is the point of giving a gift?  What you are trying to say is “I love you, you are amazing, and I’m so glad we are together.”  Guys, I have some great news!  You don’t have to spend money to say that.  JUST OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND SAY IT.  For some reason that I will never fully understand, it seems most of us guys can’t just say those simple words.  I don’t know if it’s a product of a tough-guy upbringing, or some fraternal order of stoicism that plagues everyone with an XY chromosome combo, but we need to get over it.  We are only hurting ourselves.

Let’s face it guys, we can be a little lazy.  I know I tend to take the easy way out 9 times out of 10.  So let me give you a tip.  Do you want to know the simplest, quickest, easiest thing to do to make your significant other happy, and by extension, your life easier and happier?  (Tell me that a decrease in nagging, moping and angry outburst from your wife/girlfriend is not a plus.)

Tell her once EVERY DAY that you love her, that you appreciate her, that she is the most beautiful woman on God’s green Earth, and that you are blessed to be with her. 

That’s 23 words.  I counted it.  23 words is nothing on the effort scale.

If you, the man, are thinking “men don’t say things like that” then to you I say, and I mean no offense, you need to SACK UP and be a real man.  Real men tell their women things that make them feel special.  They help with the dishes.  They surprise their wife with the little things.  They spend time with her and get to know her and ask about her day.  (Mallory and I have made a huge effort these last few years to turn off the television and spend time with one another and it’s been amazing.) 

But let’s be honest, real men also love to do the quick, simple, easy thing that gets maximum results.  And I promise that what I’m telling you to do gets results.  And it’s simple.  And it’s easy.  If you don’t do it, you are either hiding behind the lie that sharing your feelings makes you weak or you are a masochist.  I’m not joking.

Valentine’s Day isn’t a day where we remember that we are supposed to be vulnerable with our partner and say some sappy stuff to make them happy once a year.  That should be our normal routine.  Valentine’s Day is the day when you get your report card on how well you’ve loved your lady for the past year.  If you’ve done your job, she’ll let you know.  If you haven’t, well, then you can go back to buying your way out of the dog house.

To say it in one last ‘guy friendly’ way, relationships are like machines.  You get out what you put in.  If you put in love all year round, you get love back (if you know what I’m saying *wink*).  If you wait for a special day of the year to fire up the ol’ love machine, it’s like trying to start the car after it sat for a year; it’s all gags, sputters, and puffs of black smoke.  (There’s a sad reason why so many people you know have birthdays around early-mid November).

So take care of your relationship machine as well as you take care of the lawnmower.  It only takes a few words every day to keep it in peak operating condition.

So crack open a book together, make your wife a cup o’ joe, and spend time with one another every week.  And for the love of all things manly, tell her you love her and that she’s amazing every day.  Trust me, you’ll see results.

Love and all that mushy stuff,

Brian (So for those of you freaking out that I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day, here’s proof I made the chocolate covered strawberries just like Mallory so sweetly demanded today)

 

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.:Lightning Strikes Twice:.

Ok, I know we’ve been down this road before, but sometimes I just can’t help myself.  Some of you might remember about six months back I (Brian) did a post about a wedding band from St. Louis called Boom (check it out here).  That was our first encounter with Boom, and they blew me away.  The dance floor stayed jam-packed all night long.  The energy was palpable.  All night long I kept thinking “Man, these guys are good!”  So good that I told Mallory I needed to blog about them.  Well, when we met with Molly and Allyn and they said they were considering booking a band, it took me about a half second to say BOOM, and then gush about how they are the greatest wedding reception band in the galaxy.  Molly and Allyn booked them.  I was school-girl giddy with anticipation for the next 5 months.

Fast forward to the night of the wedding:

I can’t tell you how many people I overheard talking about how good the band was.  At one point Allyn said to me, “Wow, these guys are great!  They aren’t supposed to be playing yet, but they are awesome!”  See, it was dinner time and some light muzak was supposed to be playing.  But Boom was there and man, they just love playing.  So they played some light and smooth grooves all through dinner, just for the love of it.  That’s just Boom.

When they started the party and the floor instantly filled up, I wasn’t surprised.  When everyone and their mother was dancing like the lights were off, I saw it coming.  When Boom transitioned from Billie Jean to Don’t Stop Believin’ in such a unique way it had all the members of the band laughing as they pulled it off, I simply nodded my head.  The party was rocking, and everyone knew why: 1. Because Molly & Allyn are really amazing and cool people with great friends and family who were excited to celebrate their big day and 2. Because Molly & Allyn booked the best wedding reception band there is.  Period.

Need more proof?  Molly and Allyn left about 10:20.  99 times out of a 100, when the bride and groom leave, so do the guests.  Not this time.  With Boom in the building, the guests came back inside and partied until the venue had to call it quits.  If it weren’t for closing time, who knows when people would have left.  Just goes to show you, you just can’t get enough Boom.

So if you are planning a reception in St. Louis or Columbia (or anywhere else, really) and you want it to be a party no one will ever forget,  get Boom, and get blown away.

boomstl.com

Love & Easy Listenin’,

Brian

 

 

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