Senior Couture {by Stacy}
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Buring the Midnight Oil on the First Day of Fall {O’Fallon IL Photographer}
Posted on September 22, 2009
Here it is 12:47 a.m. Less than 6 hours from now my middle son will be waking, which in turn will wake up the youngest, and he will wake up the oldest. All the while I will be groaning and moaning and begging them all for 15 more minutes. It’s a rare day when the alarm clock actually wakes me. So why am I up so late? Burning that midnight oil. The house is calm, I can hear the crickets and the slow hum of the computer. I hear the clock ticking and all the magical sounds the night brings. Sounds that are drowned out during the day. It’s a house full of chaos, and I couldn’t imagine it any other day.
What do I do when it’s so quiet? Why not sleep? I try to get to sleep on most nights at a decent hour. But when my weddings are piled up, and sessions are coming in I have to burn it. Right now I am uploading a wedding to the website, so my couple will be able to view them tomorrow. I also finished up a load of laundry, I didn’t even put a dent in the pile we have accumulated. I’m making my weekly grocery list, it’s amazing the amount of food you go through with 3 growing young boys and a husband that never seems to get full. 
And while all this is going on I am also perusing this site for Halloween goodies. We LOVE Halloween and I am needing some great things to use for my booth I am having this year at the Lebanon Fall Festival that I can also use for decorating the home. I love Etsy!!
Here are two I am leaning towards. Click on the image to get some more views.
I have been on an Edgar Allan Poe kick these days. So when I saw these I thought to myself, “I must have these!” They sit in my little Etsy cart, I’m not sure if I will purchase them as I really don’t know what I would do with them. But still take a peek, are these not fantastic?
My tired eyes can’t take this anymore. So I leave you with a little part of the Raven by Edgar Allan Poe:
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted- nevermore!
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u know stacy, i could make those banner things, lol. although, i dont have any great fall paper at the moment. i think they are both great but the one with the feathers is my fave.
I love them all! I am a huge Halloween nut too. In fact, we’re working on costumes tonight!
Your work is absolutely awesome. I don’t know how you do it all with 3 busy boys. Great picture of you and Stephanie.