Artsy, Fartsy...

It was a busy weekend and before I knew what happened, Monday showed up like an uninvited family member and I already have more than enough of those in my life.
 
Life is getting back to normal (or at least my version of it) now that The Boy has moved back home.   I will be the first to admit that he seems to have matured a little by being away.  He’s not complaining when asked to do things, he does things without being asked, he doesn’t have to be reminded to do things and he’s even doing his own laundry.   Now, I’m thinking about sending J away for a little while, so maybe he picks up on some of those same life skills…
 
Speaking of J, he has now officially entered into the world of selling his photographs.  He became an Etsy seller (Imagine It Photos) last week.  A first, he wasn’t sold on the idea of Etsy, as he believed it sounded “too artsy fartsy” and was more of a “girly” thing.  He’s changed his mind once he received a few positive comments and one of his photos being featured in a Treasury List within the first couple of days.  He's not mocking me now...fickle fellow he is.
 
With both of us consumed with our money-making pastimes, we are hoping our 7-10 year plan can develop into more of a 5 year plan.  Fingers, toes and eyes crossed…

Comments

Simply Suthern said…
J seems to have some mad photo skills.

Well done J.

Good Luck on the however many year plan.
May 2, 2011 at 9:50 PM
Sarah said…
Holy crap those are awesome pictures! Good luck on both of your 5 year plans! You can do it!
May 2, 2011 at 10:36 PM
Brian Miller said…
congrats to J on the new etsy shop...mad skills in deed...and best wishes on it...
May 2, 2011 at 11:45 PM
k said…
Amazing photos!!! I love them all but my fave is probably Room with a View!!

If your 7-10 yr plan turns into 5, will you adopt me?
May 3, 2011 at 11:24 AM
Sarah said…
@K13 - I want to be adopted too! One big happy family! :)
May 3, 2011 at 12:38 PM
CrazyCris said…
beautiful photos indeed! it's nice he's able to do something more with them! :o)
May 4, 2011 at 1:26 PM
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