A Photologged Day in the Life

The following photographs document nearly every hour in my quotidian life on Friday. The results are not too terribly thrilling, most especially because I fell ill in the afternoon hours, which resulted in a few lapses in documentation. Alas, here they are:

The day begins at 0700 hours. A little Bible reading and a little journaling get the day going in my favorite room in the house.


Living with three other girls, it's not uncommon for the Friday-morning kitchen to be somewhat of a mess. Alas, I spent the pre-work hour tidying up. I know, my life is so glamorous you just can't stand it. Hold your horses. It gets better.


It's 8:30 am, and I'm now at work, checking my email and making a plan for the day. You can't see from this picture, but the view from my desk simply can't be beat. I've got Birmingham's skyline right before my eyes all. day. long. Not a bad gig.


It's 9 am, and we're sitting in on our weekly conference call. Terry, our Graphic Designer (pictured slumbering here), is not so enthused at the content of this week's call: the budget. Economic slump, la, la, la. Tell me something I don't already know.


It's 10:00 on press deadline day, so I spend the new few minutes last-minute proofing the issue. Check out the photo challenge on page 10. It is the inspiration for this here post, afterall.


It's now 10:30, and I'm speeding through the streets of downtown to pick up one of our freelance photographers for a mid-morning photo shoot.

11:00 am and we're on location at BumperNets, cue-ing in on this girl for our upcoming Girl Power page. 12:00 and I'm en route to my next engagement.


It's 1:00 and I'm chewing the fat (and my lunch: a pj sandwich, if you must know) with other Young Life leaders during our weekly "lunch bunch." We read a book together, catch up on life and encourage one another in our ministry to high school and middle schoolers.

At 2:00 in the afternoon, there's no place I'd rather be than my bed. I've decided to take the afternoon off work, as I'm feeling a bit feverish. I find solace in the pillowy haven pictured here.

It's around 4ish by now, and I'm in desperate need of some Vitamin C. I opt for this grapefruit and hope and pray that it will help me to ward off the impending sickness.

I've a few mintues to spare before I head out again, so I take this opportunity to sit on the back porch with my latest book-club read. Shortly thereafter, I discover it's way too cold to sit out here. What the H was I thinking. Back inside.


It's 5:00pm and I'm on site of the second photo shoot of the day: Vulcan. Due to some miscommunication, the subject of the photograph is a no-show. So, I snap this guy instead. He's a perfectly photogenic substitute, no?


It's 6pm and I'm back at the Young Life office -- The Nook-- for leadership.


Around 7, I head over to the "guy's house" for some pizza. These were some of my very first friends in this city. Their door is always open. Literally.


Still chumming around at the guy's house. I didn't last long post-pizza, as my symptoms began to take me over. I'm not ashamed to admit, I was snug in my bed (reference: 2pm) before 10pm.