I know this isn't a very clear photo, but it really is hard to focus (for my friend, that is) when one is trying to take a picture of the underside of a chair that someone else (moi) is sitting in. No, I do not normally let my friends (or anyone else, for that matter) take pictures of my, umm, derriere. But this was a Kodak moment that could not be passed by.
We were walking across the courtyard and back to our building following the first night's session at the ladies' retreat back in October. The fountain was absolutely stunning at night, so being the
obsessive diligent photographers that we are, my friend and I stopped to capture this moment on film (yes, really - actual film).
Feeling very creative, we were getting various interesting angles and trying different settings, you know, like real professionals . . . or pseudo professionals. Having no tripod, and in order to prevent camera shake, I decided to sit in a nearby chair, feet on the edge of the fountain, and prop the camera on my knees. This turned out to be an excellent idea, as it provided the opportunity for this shot.
Which, I think, is pretty awesome, by the way.
When we had exhausted all the fun we thought we could have, we decided to make the trek back to our building. Well, the fact that our friends were waiting for us (and they were cold) probably prompted us along as well.
As I started to get up from my way scootched down position in the chair, I found that I couldn't move out of said position. My friend was walking away, so I hollered to her, "Help. I'm stuck!"
Turns out that clever little rivet on the rear pocket of my jeans was wedged in between the metal mesh of the lovely patio chairs. Really wedged. Like no way was I scooting myself out of that predicament.
My friend came back to help me, but of course, had to take a picture first. That reminds me, I don't have a copy of that one - me in the chair, scrunched down and stuck. Then she came over, asked for my small camera (the digital), stuck it under the chair, and "click." Cause that's what you do when you're a friend. And a photo junkie.
But being a friend also means not leaving your friend stuck by a rivet in a patio chair. So she helped me out after the requisite photos and laughing until we couldn't breathe. Although that didn't end until long after we were back in our room that night. Come to think of it, we enjoyed that one well into the weekend.
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My 12 year old son was in the kitchen, obtaining something upon which he could snack. I asked what he was doing, and he said, "Nothing like having a healthy snack." So I asked what it was that he was having. He showed me a yogurt and remarked, "Peach." I asked him to bring it over to me, cause I know that all the yogurt in our household was purchased last year some time. Maybe in a month that doesn't end in "er."
My youngest son had been begging to get a cat. Ironically, even as a 12-year old boy, he wanted a girl cat. A grown cat. Not a squirrely little kitten. He wanted a cat something terrible. So hubs & I had decided to get him one for Christmas. We would wrap a kitty toy and include a "certificate" with which he could go choose his new feline friend after Christmas.
Yep, we got ourselves a cat. We used to have a couple of cats, but both of them died over 8 years ago. Since then, it was just the four of us and our dog, Cody. Then we lost Cody back in August, so we've had a petless household. We had been planning to get another dog and possibly a cat. Looks like the cat portion happened - with very little effort on our part.
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