Wow. I've gone way off course. Moving on.
So the other night I stepped out for dinner and a movie with my girlfriends. The movie was a disappointment but the company and dinner were exactly what this mama needed after a month swimming in the pukey waters of Hell Home. Why am I bringing this up? What does this have to do with my period and grey hair? Nothing. But I wore a decorative scarf for the very first time (and just in time for everyone else to stop wearing them all together now that I've joined up). I have long admired the scarf wearing chutzpa of my friends. They look so adora-bibble and because I hate necklaces but love my neck covered (Was I hanged in a past life?), I have always wanted to jump on board the scarf as a fancy accessory train. So on Friday night I took the plunge. Who cares that I am four years late to this trend. I wore a mamma jamma scarf!
But being late doesn't negate the fact that a) I will rock scarves even if no one else does anymore and b) being able to get in the picture with your friends where everyone's face is actually in frame is super fun.
This brings me to actual point of this post. How many times have you looked through the album "Little Boo-Boo Pumpkin Butt's 1st Christmas" on a friend's Facebook page only to see not one picture of your friend? I know I'm guilty of this too. But a few months ago I read this post by Allison Tate and I decided I wanted a better record of our life together, not just everyone else's life except mine. I decided that even if I look like I've been run over by a perogie van, I want pictures of me with my family. But it was hard to step out from behind the camera, man, because well I have control issues. I was doing pretty good in asking Daddy to take pics of me with the kids but well, I don't have to explain that dudes suck at that right? (I love you honey!) But seriously, it's some kind of mom virus I think. The urge to take a picture. To document. Dudes don't have it. Don't hate me, male reader, you know I'm right. You know it.
It's always a little weird to ask Daddy to take a picture of a tender spontaneous moment. "Hey babe? Can you go get the camera and take a pic of this amazingly sweet trifecta snuggle we have going on here? Oh wait forget it, they've run away" So despite my goals to get back into the pictures, it wasn't going all that great. Better, but not great.
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Linking up once again with the spectacular Greta and Julie for the #iPPP link up. And I'm no longer a Droid using imposter. I've got a real iPhone now. Bam!