Hi.

Welcome to my blog! I write, and take photos, and use Photoshop every day. I love learning and surprises and my sweet family and being a transplanted southerner.

I caved.

It was one of those immense days that keeps ringing in your ears for hours after the actual noise has died away. 600 people in a giant room, trimmers and adhesive going, completing 6x6 album pages from the sponsors of the event. It was loud and wonderful, and I’ve realized that on that spectrum of Introvert <—> Extrovert, I’m like right here:

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 Nobody will ever accuse me of being shy and retiring. Violet is not my middle name. And the larger the group, the crazier I can be. Ha. But after 8 or 10 hours of people-time, which I genuinely love, I also love a solitary stint to recharge and get my bearings again. So glad for that time right now.

And I want you to know something. A confession.

I caved.

I made slides.

But only 6!

So it’s a semi-cave.

And two of the slides are thanking the sponsors of my class, and two are introducing the class, and one says “Have a cold drink” among a few other things. So perhaps not riveting. But I feel like I really NEED these slides. Really.

But yeah, everyone else has one. They were all talking about them at dinner. So I caved and went with the slides again. Peer pressure is a powerful thing. And so is a tinge of self-doubt.

It’s only a little late tonight, but I’m totally beat. And sorry for the lack of photos - my oldie laptop doesn’t read SD cards, isn’t that funny? So I have to wait til I get home to get all my photos. Luckily I’ve got 3 GB of SD memory. Every girl should. Never leave home without your car keys, ATM card, and at least 3 GB of SD memory. You heard it here.

8:30 a.m. is showtime tomorrow. 40 “beta testers” will be expecting to learn something about Photoshop. Very few successes in a class of this nature have ever been reported, and so this is partly what has me scared (gonna take Eleanor at her word tomorrow). I want the Photoshop experience to be good for people. Not necessarily easy. But good. And my eternal thanks to Kathy Sierra for showing me these aren’t the same thing.

8:30 a.m. showtime means 6 a.m. starting to set up. Which means 5 a.m. wake-up call. Which means I will be very tired. Ha.

I think it’s fitting that there will be Photoshop being taught somewhere tomorrow, which is Friday. Have a wonderful day, and if you have a few spare “smooth-running technology and ultra-intelligent and attentive student” vibes to send along, I will be happy to receive them over here.

And of course I’ll post about how it goes. :D  

-J 

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