Santa Anita its Best

This week I was able to tear myself away from the office and spend one last day at the track. Tensions were high and seats were filled, as the season came to a close with the Breeder's Cup. Below are some of the highlights from the day!

A Day at the Track

Yesterday, I had this overwhelming urge to shoot. New territory does that to me. I had the opportunity to spend a few hours at the Santa Anita Race Track in Arcadia, California. No, I wasn' there to gamble. I was however there to experience something new! Anyhow, here are a few images from the day. I hope you all enjoy!

Meet the Artist Event!

Good morning everyone! Coffee Klatch has decided to host a "meet the artist" event on Friday, October 17, 2008, at 7 P.M. Not only will we be honoring the close of the City Lights Show, but also the Klatch's 15th anniversary! So, come join us in the celebration. I've invited such musical talent as Nicole Bravo and Natalie Nichols & the Gathering. Come early, it WILL be packed!

Home, Sweet Home

You're all probably wondering where I've gone. Well, the past week and a half I've had to really buckle down and find a place to live. I've been checking Craig's List and multiple other public forums in search of a place for more than a month and still had come up empty-handed. Discouraging, to say the least. So, this last week I had to put everything on hold, take it to the streets, and basically canvas every neighborhood I found even remotely livable.

Although this isn't my first time living alone, it is the first time in my life I've ever been able to just move wherever I desired. I had nothing tying me down--no school to be near to, no job that required frequent commuting, no one else to think of...talk about flying free. It's exciting and scary at the same time. Most people my age are married with children and have never had just themselves to think about. Often times I find myself wishing for all those things they have, yet lately I've been so thankful for where I am in life. I'm getting established professionally. I'm living on my own and looking toward my future. Life is good. I am blessed beyond belief.

It all happened overnight. Tuesday morning I had no prospects. Every apartment I had looked at (upwards of twenty-five spaces) was not just "the wrong fit," but smaller than a closet and utterly disgusting. I was at my whit's end. The moving crew was scheduled for Saturday and there wasn't any sign of hope on the horizon. So, I'm driving through suburbia, on a street I had driven down a million times the week before, when defeat and exhaustion finally seized my once high spirits. With tears pouring down my face, I began to make my way back to home base. But a funny thing happened. Not ten feet further, I saw it: Open House. I forced myself to pull over and plaster on a smile. There is was, a back house just for me, nestled on the property off the street, hidden from the rest of the world. Needless to say, everything fell into place, and by the same time the next day, I had a new home.

"Thankful" just doesn't quite express how I feel; I absolutely could not ask for more.