But first a photo (since this IS a photography blog and all)…
Isn’t he so handsome?

So last night I was reading a blog that I stumbled upon because it had linked to my blog. It turns out the writer is coming to one of my PhotographerMAMA workshops next year! Anyway, you really should check out her blog because she is SUPER funny… I read her blog for atleast an hour (and after leaving two comments started to feel a little stalker-ish) and will be visiting it regularly. I’m going to steal one of her blog posts because as I was reading it last night I had one of those laughs that makes your sides hurt (and apparently makes your kids crawl out of their beds after being tucked in to see what in the world is wrong with their mother.)

**Just a hint: This may be funnier if you read it late at night after a long day, and you really REALLY need a good laugh. But maybe not. Who knows.

~More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.

~Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.

~I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.

~Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn’t work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ’s. We just figured it out. Today’s kids are soft.

~Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.

~I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

~Was learning cursive really necessary?

~Lol has gone from meaning, “laugh out loud” to “I have nothing else to say”.

~I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

~Whenever someone says “I’m not book smart, but I’m street smart”, all I hear is “I’m not real smart, but I’m imaginary smart”.

~How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said?

~MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

~Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

~I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.

~I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.

~Whenever I’m Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don’t mind if I do!

~Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I’m from; this shouldn’t be a problem….

~You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you’ve made up your mind that you just aren’t doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

~Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don’t want to have to restart my collection.

~There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

~I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

~When I meet a new person, I’m terrified of mentioning something they haven’t already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.

~I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it’s on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

~Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

~It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.

~My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day “Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?” How the hell do I respond to that?

~I wonder if cops ever get annoyed at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

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