Me: What about that one?
B: I don’t like it.
Me: Why not?
B: It looks like a wrinkled penis shaft.
Me: I don’t even…
B: I don’t want that in the house.
Me: WOW…Ok, then.
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I’m working on capturing movement and I think I’m starting to get the hang of it. I also understand why shooting outside when it’s overcast is so awesome. I barely touched up any of these photos and was more than pleased with how they turned out.
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This August will be B’s and my 5th wedding anniversary. It’s special for both of us because it’ll be the longest either of us have ever been married to anyone (we’re both second timers) AND everyone knows that the 5th wedding anniversary is the Vegas Anniversary! I would say this is payback for B “updating” the anniversary presents for our first anniversary gift (the PS3), but this will also be a mutually beneficial anniversary gift. Plus, he’s my favoritest husband, EVER. And I KNOW I’m the best wife he’s ever had.
It’s also a mixed blessing that I do so much meeting planning and traveling for my work. Mixed in that sometimes it’s really tough to be gone so much, but the trade-off in points is kind of awesome. How so? Well, here are the things I’ve paid for with points so far:
- Booked our hotel stay at the Palazzo with points – 3 nights.
- Booked airfare for 1 round trip ticket with points.
- I have $250 in spa credits to use for hair and makeup while in Vegas. Thank you points!
Things we have shelled out real money for:
- Elvis Renewal Package at the Graceland Wedding Chapel!!!
Things we will probably shell out real money for:
- New dress for me
- Dress accessories (also for me)
- Whatever B decides to wear
- Incidentals while in Vegas
- Food (in Vegas specifically)
- One more round trip ticket (I have more points coming my way, but we’re trying to decide if we use or hold them.)
Things I am waffling on doing:
- Making a brooch bouquet to carry down the aisle while being escorted by Elvis. Because really, why not? This will probably happen.
[SIDE NOTE THAT IS TOTALLY RELEVANT] I love Pinterest. I have a whole board devoted just to our 5th Anniversary and what we want to do. You can view it over here. [/END RELEVANT SIDE NOTE]
And another thing? This is honestly, my dream wedding come true. I have always wanted to get married in Vegas and now we’re doing it! Well, we’re renewing our vows, but in a way, this is even better. At least it is for me. We’re going to celebrate our love for each other by being silly and having fun and it really doesn’t get much better than that in my book. (Also, full disclaimer/disclosure: I totally wanted Bob Denver to marry us, but only as Gilligan. This, I have been told, is both ridiculous and also never going to happen since he’s been dead since 2005. I am totally cool with an Elvis impersonator as choice number 2.)
So in 100 days, B and I will be celebrating our life together. We’ll be getting some alone/grown up time so we can be ridiculous and silly and awesome. I can’t think of a better way for us to spend our 5th anniversary together. I can’t wait!!
That’s what significant others are for, right? Entertainment. And also bringing me coffee. I love that I have a partner with a great sense of humor. In the immortal words of Jessica Rabbit: He makes me laugh.
On Watching TV
I am constantly being accused of “sucking him into a show.” What can I say? I have good taste. And he may complain about watching Ghost Whisperer, but I know he has a crush on Jennifer Love Hewitt
‘s boobs. Plus, he doesn’t leave the room. I like watching Ion Channel because they’ll play 2 episodes of a show back to back. After watching an episode and a half of Ghost Whisperer with me, the next show was Without A Trace or Criminal Minds. I forget which, but it was a completely different type of show. B’s reaction?
What is this? Ghost Whisperer: Miami?
The other day I showed B the Hey Girl meme. In particular, the Handmade Ryan Gosling tumblr and made him look at every post. He laughed at most of them and couldn’t decide if it was a good or bad thing that he got most of them.
Then today, this:
The only thing missing was a picture of Ryan Gosling.
There are more. So many more, but these are the two more recent things that I’m still laughing about.
The other day B received a package from Amazon and wouldn’t tell me what it was so I had to assume it was for me. Today, he asked me if I wanted my Christmas present early. I opted for yes. I mean, who waits to open a present when you get the option to open it now?
Also, my family (read: baby sister) and I are notorious for calling each other and going, “Do you want [fill in the blank] for Christmas? Yes? OK. Don’t buy it. I’m getting you that.” Does anyone else do that? Or is it just us? I’m sure some people think we’re taking the fun out of gift giving, but we’re really not. We’re just building up anticipation without the worry of a tragic let down. I’m sure this is a side effect of getting a lot of bad clothing as gifts when we were kids. I mean, how may pairs of lacy fold down socks can one self-professed tomboy get? One pair is one too many.
ANYWAY. I digress.
My sweet husband got me something I’d been wanting for a really long time. A camera upgrade.
I love taking pictures. It’s a side effect of being kinda asiany. It’s in my blood. And, well, I like capturing moments of life. As soon as I saw this camera, I did two things. Well, three things.
- I kissed my husband soundly. Several times. Wouldn’t you?
- I started charging the battery.
- I read the Pioneer Woman’s What the Heck is Aperture series.
And once my battery was charged, I tried out my new camera around the house.
B’s reasoning for giving my Christmas present early was so I could get used to using it before all the family get-togethers started so I’d be able to take pictures like I like to do. I think his reasoning is sound. I’ve got so much to learn. And I’m so excited about it!
B got me the kit that comes with the EF-S 18-55 IS II lens. I will be purchasing the Canon EF 50mm f/1.8 II Camera Lens shortly. And I’m thinking about getting this camera bag insert to go in my Namaste Cali Malibu purse. I mean, why buy another bag when I have one that will do it all? It’s the mother of all kitchen sink bags and it’s purple! One of my favorite colors.
So here’s my question for you guys. What are your favorite photography blogs? Canon lenses? Other must have accessories? Workshops that you love? Your favorite trick for taking photos? I’m all ears. Eyes? Either way, I’m ready to learn more. Lots more.
My life consists traveling a lot for work, but every now and then I get to travel for fun. When I’m really lucky, it’s with my honey. This past Saturday, we took a road trip to Cumming, GA to visit the Lakewood Antiques 400. It used to be in downtown Atlanta at one of the amphitheatre grounds. I forget which one. Anyway, B and I decided to drive out and give it a whirl. It’s been about 8 or 9 years since the last time I was out there. B had never been. It was… well, the important thing is that we had a good time. Which we did.
We saw some interesting things.
Some dead things.
Some really poorly taxidermied dead things.
And something we would have taken home if it hadn’t cost an arm and a leg.
It’s a kick ass boomerang coffee table.
That’s top swings out.
And reveals a bar! It was in terrific shape, still had the key that locked the cabinet to store the liquor and cost about $1600. We kept our hands to ourselves and moved along. ::sigh::
We saw some cool stuff and some weird stuff and had a good time walking around. But overall, we were underwhelmed with Lakewood. However, the day and the trip itself? It was great just getting to spend time together.
I took a few more pictures. You can see the rest of them here.
So I took B to get his wisdom teeth out this morning. The doctor was hoping he could pull them all out without cutting (all his wisdom teeth and grown in. Out? Burst through?) any of them, but turns out he had to cut out 3 and was only able to pull 1. I let the oral surgeon know that B doesn’t care to wake up after anesthesia so they gave him something that wore off more quickly. And also made him very chatty.
So chatty that when the nurse came to tell me I could come in the room, she might have mentioned that he wouldn’t stop talking and that maybe it would take a miracle to get him to be quiet.
By the time I got in there, he was telling everyone all about the time he had to have a procedure and thought he was flatlining. And just talked talked talked talked talked! Lucky for him, I’m fluent in toddler, drunk and gauze face. I was able to interpret most of what he said.
I also warned him before he went in, I was videoing him when he came to.
And true to my word, I took video.
You can hear the surgeon in the background talking. He’s being a total party pooper and telling me to put the camera away because if B started laughing he could swallow the gauze and then he could die. Then when I put the camera away, he said B wouldn’t die but he might be uncomfortable if he swallowed the gauze. Psh. I think he was just miffed I wasn’t paying attention to him.
And yes, that is my wheezing laugh in the background. I was trying not to guffaw.
We went through all the meds B will need to take and then the surgeon took off. Then it was just B, the nurse and me in the room. He kept chatting away while the nurse and I went through what to do when with him when I got him home. Then once we got through all that, the nurse and I helped him stand up and helped him to the car.
Walking out of the room and down the hall, he kept doing this one-step bobbing shuffle that looked like, well, a white man with no rhythm trying to dance.
Nurse: Are you dancing with your wife?
B: No, I’m walking on the moon!
Me: ::crying from laughing::
B: I feel like Neil Armstrong!
Me: ::can’t breathe::
He kept up the shuffling bob all the way to the door and then tried to pretend like he was falling into the door on his way outside. Or so he says.
Then it was in the car and on our way to get him some soft foods and scrips filled. At one point, he pulled the visor down and took a good long look at himself in the mirror. After much scrutiny, he nodded to himself and said, “Not bad.”
Your guess is as good as mine.
Then, a little later he turned to me and said, “We need to make sure to get a picture of my Marlon Brando face.”
Me: Sure baby, sure.
Apparently, I took too long to take a picture of him so he took this one and posted it to his Facebook while we were picking up his scrips.
Whatever they gave him has worn off pretty quickly so now he’s just laying on the couch with two ice packs pressed up against his face while he watches Bugs Bunny.
Poor baby. He’s gonna feel like shit tomorrow. And probably for the next few days.