Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013 Photo Recap

I am what many people may describe as an Instagram-er.  What first was just a more streamlined approach to sharing my photography, has turned into a daily obsession to see what new "likes" my pictures have tallied, as well as disappointment to see photos I thought would be a huge "liking" success were getting a measely 5-10 likes.  But all of that is just Instagram babble. 

More importantly, because I tend to be an over user of Instagram, it has become my best tool of year end reflection to see what I've done, where I've been, who I've met, etc.  2013 Instagram moments reminded me of the crazy amounts of traveling I was lucky enough to do for both work and play.  Here is the play by play breakdown:

Starting off with the many "selfie" faces of 2013: 

I don't think I actually saw the sharp end of a razor the entire year!  Until I joined the Wells Fargo Advisor Team (more on that in another post) here in DC, I stuck to either a close clipper trim, or as you can see from the photos--let that baby grow!  I had some pretty sweet hair cuts in 2013 as well.


I had the pleasure of meeting this beast of a man, Surba Tucker.  Who made weight training look easy, and made my time at FitFlicks most enjoyable.  There was also the delightful Nicole Huntsman, but don't seem to have "Instagramed" her. 


I got to photograph a wedding in the happiest place on Earth.  No no no, not THAT place.  I'm talking about Disney World.  And it was because of that lovely lady Trina I stayed an extra few days just to enjoy the whole experience of it.  Hot, humid, and drenched in sweat by 9am.  It was defiitely a challenging wedding to photograph, but an experience I hope I can enjoy again someday. 


I made a quick overnight trip to Denver, Colorado with my best friend Stacey to see our old friend John Mayer perform at the best outdoor venue in the United States: Red Rocks.  We have seen Mr. Mayer together 3 other times, and although this concert wasn't necessarily his best, it was fun to spend a few day with lady Stacey in the car--and we didn't even fight!


Oh and how could I forget the epic trip I made to Tucson in the middle of the summer?  110 degree weather?  Yes please -- anything to help my sister in law's dad make a surprise birthday video of him singing for his wife.  She had NO idea we did it, and I think she was a little confused as to why I made the trip to Tucson in the dead of heat anyway!  We played it off as me wanting to do some desert landscape photography.  I can usually fake my way through anything using that excuse.  HA!


I got to visit Washington, DC.  TWICE! 


And I also got to visit New York City Twice!  Both trips included photo/video work, and both worth the stressful task of packing up all my gear and flying with it across the country. 

 

I knew that my time in Utah was dwindling, so I made sure to take in as much of the beauty of the valley and mountains before I moved away.  I finally took the time to hike to the summit of Mt. Timpanogos, I spent countless hours hiking in the mountains, and I did my share of "snap it while I drive" photos too.  Utah is beautiul country. 










 

Then I packed all our belonging in a moving truck, hitched the car up to a trailer, and made the 2000 mile journey across the country to my new home in Washington, DC.




2013 was an epic year.  And I'm excited for the new journey that 2014 is destined to bring.  Obviously -- it's going to be an adventure. 

Friday, December 27, 2013

White House Obsession


It seems as if I have a new obsession with the White House.  I was able to attend two different events at the White House this holiday season, and then received the Lego White House as a Christmas gift this year.  I don't think you can actually have too much White House in your life.  Ha!  Here are a few photo moments from the WH trip(s) I made.  And the completed Lego WH!

Welcome to DC!


What better way to start a new blog than with an end of the year wrap up? 2013 was a big year for us—better than 2012 in my personal opinion. The main catalyst for many events of 2013 came from the big decision from the Supreme Court with regards to DOMA.

Let me take a few steps back to clarify a few things. The repeal of DADT in 2010 protected service members from being kicked out of the military for being openly gay. Many of our close friends thought that when Cort joined the military, we would immediately be afforded all the rights of any other committed military couple. This was, however, not the case at all. Because of DOMA, the military did not recognize any form of gay relationship—even if you had been legally married in a state that allows same-sex couples to marry. This meant that on all of Cort’s military documents he was “single” in the eyes of the military. Now granted, at this time we were not legally married. But it wasn’t even an option for us, and would have had no effect on his application and status in the Navy. 

Cort left for boot camp in the early part of 2012. At that point, we really had no idea when we would actually be living together again in the same house—or same state for that matter. It was with blind faith in our relationship that we believed we would be able to weather the obvious road of difficult separation that lay ahead. I remember those first few weeks quite vividly. Those who know me can tell you I am sometimes an overly emotional person. I think it runs in the family—we are all hyper sensitive to situation, and cry during movies that never meant to solicit tears from the viewer. I cried. A lot. But I also had a full-time job, and had just started stage managing a play. More so, we were living in a very conservative area, where I think many people I knew just didn’t know how to sympathize with a man missing his man—or more likely they didn’t feel comfortable with the situation. 

Boot camp came and went. I survived. Cort Survived. And then Cort was given a special assignment to work with the Ceremonial Guard in Washington, DC. This is where we began to feel the impacts of DOMA. Other guardsman had their spouses and children join them at the guard. I was stuck in Utah, and Cort stuck living in the barracks. Like I said earlier, the military regarded Cort as single so there was nothing for us to do but feel frustrated.

Flash forward again to this past June. There was a case currently being presented to the Supreme Court challenging constitutionality of Section 3 of the Defense of Marriage Act (DOMA). United States v. Windsor in a nutshell was a lawsuit brought on by the surviving spouse of a legally married same-sex couple who sought to claim the federal estate tax exemption for surviving spouses. Because of Section 3 of DOMA, she wasn’t allowed to claim this on her taxes since the federal government did not consider her to be a “spouse”. I mean, wouldn’t you sue if the IRS wanted you to pay $363,053 dollars if your legal husband or wife died and other legally married couples were allowed to claim the tax exemption and you were not?

I was always talking in the “if’s and when’s” dream language (sometimes to my own detriment), thinking that it would be a much longer time until we would see any sort of legal movement towards equal rights for gay couples, so when the Supreme Court decided to hear the case in March of 2013, I was on edge! This decision was going to decide the future of our military life together, ultimately making it “easier” or letting it continue to be as it was. And of course, they waited the entire month of June to make the announcement. But June 26th came, and so did the decision I wanted to hear. On June 26th, the Supreme Court issued a 5-4 decision declaring Section 3 of DOMA to be unconstitutional.

I already had a trip planned to visit Cort at the end of July, and in the District of Columbia, same-sex couples can legally be married. So while visiting him, we made the necessary arrangements and were married by a man who looked like a chubby Jimmy Neutron in front of the Lincoln Memorial. We had to hire an officiant because the earliest availability for a justice of the peace was in late September. It was nothing short of a great memory: Cort in a green tank-top, and both of us wearing shorts and flip-flops, we had a no-hassle marriage license signing in front of the Lincoln Memorial.

Because of the repeal of DOMA, Cort and I were legally afforded all the rights of any other married military couple. I am now a proud, card-carrying Mr. Military Spouse, and I want to share the excitement with all of you!

I choose to blog now mainly for myself and to officially create some sort of archival history of our journey together as a military family. But I also want anyone who may find interest in my (our) story to follow me as well. What you will most likely see from my blog of “our life together as a military family” is nothing more than a platform to serve the purpose of allowing parents, siblings, and relatives to keep up with things we are doing. Enjoy the ride, and here’s to a fantastic 2014!