"Hell don't care, but heaven knows, I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows!"—Lyle Lovett

I always loved the Choose Your Own Adventure book series as a kid. This weekend proved that I have not outgrown my love of wacky, winding plot lines that require quick decisions and childlike imagination!

LaCour didn't have wedding shoots scheduled for Labor Day weekend. Our grand plan included gardening and cleaning closets. But, boy, were we in for an adventure!

6am Saturday morning: I was stirring in my sleep, my phone's persistent buzzing coaxing me awake. I saw a message from Indianapolis-based photographer Kevin Swan.

He and his wife had been awake all night, sick with serious cases of food poisoning. As all wedding photographers know, this is a crisis situation! Kevin had a big wedding to shoot in Indianapolis, and barely had enough energy to walk out his front door.

7am: After an hour of brainstorming and phone calling, Andrew and I decided to hop on a flight from Atlanta to Indy. I called every major airline, and finally found an itinerary that would get us to the wedding by 4:30pm.

8am: Andrew and I scrambled to get our gear packed, threw on our wedding attire and shoved everything into our car.

9am: We made it to the airport in time to hurry through security and get on board our 10:30am flight.

4pm: Woo-hoo. We arrived in Indy, tired but excited to start shooting!

Despite my classifying him as "walking wounded," Kevin managed to greet us with a characteristically infectious smile. The rest of the day was a blur of frenzied fun, fueled by friendship.

We flew home on Sunday morning at 9am.

What an adventure! I would choose it all over again.




Check out Kev's BLOG for gory details!