I sat in the back of the Mini holding a vanilla latte in one hand and my iPhone in the other. The caramel colored leather seats were sticking to the back of my legs in the steamy 80 degree heat of a West Virginia summer, and I peeled them off one after the other as my Dad and Justin chatted in the front seat. They were quite the sight this pair in front of me, these two men in my life, as my dad’s towering build hunkered down to fit inside the Mini and his grease stained Mountaineers hat grazed the roof. We drove. And they chatted. And I stared out the window past the british racing green paint to the mossy emerald mountains in the distance. Actually, mossy emerald green doesn’t quite cut it. No, I’d say if those mountains were a Benjamin Moore color, they would definitely have to be called Mountain Mama.
I’m just saying.
I glanced down at my iPhone one more time only to see that it was still giving me the spinny wheel of death as we weaved in and out of familiar roads. “Connecting….” I rolled my eyes and sighed as we motored on. As we approached the top of a mountain, I looked once more as I prayed silently that a 3G signal would suddenly beam down from outer space and bounce around the mountains a few times before landing square in my lap. But alas, the wheel continued to spin. Right round, baby, right round, like a record baby. And I took a big drink of my latte in exasperation.
It was right at that moment and with no explanation at all, that an email popped up on my phone that made me nearly spew that big gulp of latte all over the back of my Dad & Justin’s heads. Honestly, I’ve never really understood the whole milk through your nose phenomenon until that moment.
Right there staring back at me in my brown and blue clad iPhone was an email from the oh-so-lovely Shauna Harris of WPPI fame telling me that Justin & I had just been picked for a platform class at WPPI 2010. I laughed out loud. Blinked emphatically a few times. Said “wait, wait” to myself. And then read it approximately ten more times before I could find the words to explain to Justin what was going on.
Now it is no secret among the people who know me best that I am a “What’s Next” kind of girl. I put my head down and barrel through, working my way toward the next goal and the next and the next. And then when I finally get there, I am very guilty of not taking the time to enjoy it but instead saying “Ok good….now what’s next?” And here’s the problem: I’m always so focused on What’s Next, that I forget to enjoy What’s Now.
But every now and then an email comes along that stops you in your tracks. It forces you to stop and look around and for just one second see how far you’ve come. It makes you spew milk through your nose. It makes you stop the car on the side of the road at a one pump gas station that hasn’t worked since 1962, and jump up and down hugging each other and screaming like crazy people while the gas station attendant (who probably also hasn’t worked since 1962) stares at you with a cigarette hanging out of this mouth. It makes you get back in the car and drive and order ice cream for dinner to celebrate. It forces you to take it all in.
Thank God for emails like that!!
Next month, it will be three years exactly that Justin & I decided to go for it and start this business together. We had one D100 camera between us and not a penny to our name. The only thing we did have in fact, and when it all comes right down to it, was an idea in our head of what it could be. Of what it would be like when What’s Next became What’s Now.
Now believe me I know, that blatant self horn tootage is about as attractive as Britney Spears’ shaved head (oooh or is there a better pop culture reference I should be using right now. Note to self: must catch up on US Weekly reading), so I will keep this short and sweet. But every once in a while you’ve got to look up and take it all in. So pardon us for just a second will you, if I kick off my shoes and dance barefoot & crazy and Justin fist pumps the sky a la Mr. Bon Jovi in Living on a Prayer. Because for just this minute, this minute right here….
We’re soaking in What’s Now.
***Also as the extra bit of buttercream icing on the cake, kymberli q was just our lucky number 6,000th commenter!! She will be receiving a $50 iTunes card for her super nice comment on Tiffany & Dan’s post!! Seriously, thank you guys for being so awesome to us!!!