Big Sicky

So Fiancé has been sick since Friday. Nothing major: a flu or nasty head-cold of some sort. I've been drinking orange juice by the gallon and living on vitamins in the hope that I don't get sick (so far so good).

We also spent part of this weekend looking at photographers. We saw 3: one we loved, one we liked and one would have been okay. We had to nix the third one because her house smelled too bad. She worked out of a studio in her basement and had two giant dogs and a number of cats and her house was just sort of gross. I felt bad crossing her off the list because of this, but I couldn't have imagined going back there again.

So now we're trying to decide between the other two photographers. We can go with the more expensive one that we loved, or the cheaper one who was okay. What worries me is that everyone who we've talked to has been disappointed in their photos. So should we go with the great guy and hope we're not too disappointed, or should we go with the other one and start out expecting to be disappointed, so then we get exactly what we expected. Or, since we expected to be disappointed, will these photos instead be something we hate. It's too hard to predict. But we'll figure it out eventually.