A new "business" adventure...

It's no secret that we take a lot of pictures.  We think a picture says it all, and we see the value in capturing memories in a 4x6 or 5x7.  A few generations ago, memories were preserved using 35mm slides.  But these days, everything is going digital.  That's where we come in!


We've started a part-time "business" out of our home.  We put "business" in quotes because we're not sure which direction this will go.  So far, business is BOOMING... our first client was my dad, and our second client was my mom.

We have inherited a Nikon Super CoolScan 5000.  Seriously, that's what Nikon named their scanner!  And with the Nikon Super CoolScan 5000, we are able to digitize your 35mm slides.  It's easy.  You give us the slides, and we will scan and edit them for only .35 cents per slide.  We will then return your pictures to you ready to be shared digitally with the world through social media, prints, or created into books using various websites like Shutterfly.  The options are unlimited.

Here are some priceless classics from our last project.  We love every little detail about these photos, including the glasses, clothing, couches, and hair-dos.

Things we know how to do... how well we do them is anyone's guess: teaching (how-to add/subtract fractions, write a persuasive essay, the process of photosynthesis), fill cavities, run, make a quilt, swim, lift weights, play volleyball or golf, read, bake, and sew.

Things we have no idea how to do: start a business.  

So here it is... our first attempt at a small business!  If you have slides that are snuggled up under a blanket of dust in the basement or garage, or you know of someone, send them our way.   

Moving Day...

It's nice to live in Colorado for many reasons, but the #1 nicest reason became evident last May when we had lots of family to help Nate and I move into our new apartment!  Everyone helped.  My mom watched all the kids while we got our muscles together to move everything from one apartment to the other.  Luckily, we were moving into a bigger one-bedroom apartment in the same complex, so it was "quick".   

My family is a lot like an ant farm.  No one asked any questions, people silently piled on as many boxes and bags as they could carry, and loaded it into the cars.  The bad news was I lived on the third floor, and we were moving onto the third floor of another building.  Good thing we all have "runner's legs"... nice and strong!  As the last few loads were brought up to the new apartment, family members started dropping like flies.  We were exhausted...

Nate and I spent the weekend trapped in the apartment, putting things away, hanging pictures, painting that hideous green wall, and getting settled.  Our apartment is perfect, and what we call home!