Imma Blue - what are you??

Have you ever done a personality test?  On an Online dating website that I was once a member of, they had a Color Code Test.  This particular website allowed the men and women to freely mingle in chat rooms and email within the site, so the “Color” of a person was always a hot topic.  That site had a nice, long, in-depth explanation of the codes, your color, and which colors you were most compatible with.  I’m a Blue.  A good ‘ole Blue.  This test states that Blue’s are impatient – I’ll confess to that one.  I can’t wait for people to see their pictures, I can’t wait for a baby to be born, a job to start, company to come, or a decision to get made.  In fact, I’ve made some pretty bad decisions because I just didn’t want to wait for [good] advice – which I can imagine would’ve saved me a lot of heartache.  Hardly will I even stay still enough to listen out for God to give me an answer!  Now that’s impatient!  I’m getting much better at waiting though. 

I had to do some research again on my Blue personality today.  I’ve let my feelings get hurt, when I probably shouldn’t have taken the issue personally….its a “blue” thing.  I looked on Wikipedia and this is what I found… “You can bet Blues will be the ones to refer back to the Color Code materials because they have made a commitment to learn, to become self-aware and to be their best.”  Ha!  Wow! And I just saw that one.  The Good:  “Blues are dependable, thoughtful, and analytical; [the bad] but they can also be self-righteous, worry-prone, and moody.”  Self-righteous?  Hmmmm, I dunno ‘bout that.  Maybe with my kids.  I’m right, right?  I’m the mom!  So there!  Worry-prone?  That’s getting better. I think my mom died from worry. I don’t want to go like that. Moody?  Imma girl.  We’re just like that.  I’m emotional.  I cry during  the father-daughter dance, and I may not have ever met those people in my LIFE!  I think that’s really funny. 

We’re the intimate ones; the ones that freak out if we’re given the silent treatment.  We want to communicate with the universe and get along with everyone. We’re committed and loyal.  Abe Lincoln was a Blue.  Abe suffered from depression.  He was very hard on himself, yet was considered one of our greatest leaders – he didn’t pay much attention to his doing-good ability.  He was just doing what was right ~ how can THAT possibly be a big deal!? ; )  On Wikipedia, we ARE the Do-gooders. 


Go ahead.  What's YOUR color??

Do over - Round 1

Hello there!  I’ve been thinking out this blog issue for quite sometime.  Do I want to showcase my work or me?  Well, the website and Facebook show you what I’m capable of.  And, if you know someone that has used my services, chances are, you’ve seen even MORE of my work.  (And may have found out that I danced at their wedding!)

So, from now on, I am going to let you in on my world.  Sometimes simple and boring, and other times, it’s a soap' to the nth degree!  I will post pictures that I've taken of my kids, animals, landscapes and flowers as much as I can to let you know what my other life is like. This portrait is of me - in hi-def!  My photographer friend took it, using some of his equipment and some of mine, and I retouched it using this amazing new software that I have...I'll try it on you too ; )

 

So, I’m Jennifer Marie Hasty.  My mom was from a middle class family in Connecticut. My dad, on the other hand, was from Southampton, Va. and came from a BIG family that was not-quite-so middle class.  I never quite figured that attraction out. BUT I’m happy they did.  For all the dysfunction I’ve had in my life, I am always happy to have had the parents I did.  They loved each other very much.  My mom was crafty with making things, she was humble, and very naïve….in the most hysterical way!  My dad was a writer, a poet, a thinker, and very witty.  They complimented each other and I really feel like I have the best of them both.  So, about me….witty, creative, humble (no, really), loving, compassionate, giving.  Then again, like good ol’ dad, I’ll tell you like it is.  But usually not on the first visit - we'll save that for the next time!  Ha! This photo is of the newlyweds ~ pre-Jennifer.  I think daddy looks like a thin Drew Carey.  What do you think?  : )

I love to ballroom dance. And, I was doing it before the movie and the stars.  I don’t do it much, but I’ve got a couple of friends that like to, so I go out a few times a year.  When I photograph weddings, you’ll find me gazing longingly at the elderly couples dancing a swing or foxtrot.  And I may just ask the gentleman to twirl me around too!  Yes, I’ll dance at your wedding, but I’ll also help find the boutonnières, pin them on the groom and groomsmen, fasten the bridal train, and a number of other handy things.  By the end of the day, I’ll be best friends with your Great Aunt Irene.  Its fun!

I love animals!  I wanted to be a zookeeper when I was a kid. Just like that blond lady from the San Diego Zoo on Captain Kangaroo.  Remember her?  Wow, I’m dating myself.  Oh well, I was a pre-teen back then anyway.  So, now my dream for my kids is that one of them become an animal trainer!  Sea World passes for life!  YAY!  I have a little zoo at my house – 2 cats, Tigger and Tootie ~ best girlfriends.  And 2 dogs – a 10 year old Beagle, named Snoopy, and a larger-than-life, 3 year old Coonhound/lab mix named Percy.  He’s a monstrous handful!  Snoopy is having issues right now with his schnozz, but it’s a little gruesome to mention on our first meeting here.  I've always seemed to have animals and other things in 3's.  Tootie followed us home one day from a walk.  So, she chose us and now we have 4 critters. 

I have 2 little wondrous offspring of my own.  They’re girls – 19 and almost 13, to this date.  They are creative kids and keep me on my toes!  You'll hear stories, I'm sure. This is a retouched picture of them back in 2002. Time certainly does pass quickly when you're watching kids grow.

I love meeting new people; Usually assuming everyone is friendly, until proven otherwise.  My close friends say I am the most real person they know.  I really don’t know how to fake.  Some people start talking to me, and end up telling me their life story.  And I’ll tell mine too.  Recently, I met with  fellow mom to deliver her son’s pictures. We sat and swapped stories of teenagers and life as single mothers while she ate her fast food dinner and I drank a milkshake ~ we sat there for an hour, just talking.  Sometimes, knowing that someone is going through a similar situation and making it, is all the encouragement you need.  Anyhow, glad to know you.  Keep posted.  We'll do this again soon!