I’m a giver. I love giving or sharing something with someone and them get a kick out of it. So of course, I love surprises. The idea of shocking someone. Blowing off their socks. Or in this case, blowing out some candles.
You know when you want to surprise someone but are worried it won’t work out? That was me – I am not a ninja.
I was constantly concerned about being caught red-handed or forgetting to leave a name off an e-mail.
Or that someone would accidently spill the beans. Or I’d accidently spill the cake on the sidewalk.
But then it worked - the three of us pulled it off. And that someone was surprised.
She didn’t think her friends were smart enough to leave her off an e-mail. And are a little too talkative. And clumsy. But we are smart enough. We are birthday surprise ninjas. And even though we were about 10 days early, it’s never to early for celebrations. And cake.
Hope you loved your birthday surprise as much as I did, Little Skipper.
I miss the sunshine. I miss dry skies. I miss dry sidewalks.
We had a little teaser last Friday and Saturday – I wore a light jacket and dusted off my sunglasses. But then Sunday came along and had to ruin the good thing we had going. Boo Sunday.
But you know what I really miss? Rush hour traffic with folks that actually know how to drive a vehicle.
Now, I’m not a professional driver by any means of the definition. But I haven’t been in a wreck for almost 10 years so I’m going to go out on a limb and say I’m a good driver. But the people I share the road with to and from work? I’m beginning to question their common sense behind the wheel.
I really believe that December was “Drive Without Using a Blinker” month. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I was cut off. In intersections. Where it’s illegal to switch lanes. What gives? But January is proving to be just as much of an obstacle course.
Did you know that the lines on the road are there for us to stay in between? Not to cross over on a whim when surrounded by 20 other boxes of metal with wheels? Just yesterday, a SUV completely crossed over into my lane when taking a sharp right turn. Even with driving uber slow. And with those little dashed lines showing him where to go. So I honked. And then he swerved all like “WTF! Where did that come from? What’s going on?” Idiot.
And you know those big yellow arrows they put on lanes that are only supposed to turn? And if you’re not in that lane, you don’t get to turn? That’s apparently just a recommendation because last week a fella turned his little 4-wheel drive right in front of my car to make a left even though I had waited my turn like a good little driver. I’m sure he has that “my truck is bigger than your Honda” mentality. Asshole.
This morning, Miss Lexus at McDonalds felt the need to pull out in front me and proceed to drive 15 miles under the speed limit. UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT. AT 8AM. WHEN EVERYONE IS GOING TO WORK. I know she wasn’t paying attention. Probably making out with her McMuffin and oblivious to the line of cars behind her flashing their lights. Moron.
I let the Lexus get to me. Even after I told myself it’s not her fault the McMuffin is irresistable. But when I tried to get away, she cut me off. Rephrase: She cut me off slowly. And so I screamed at the top of my lungs, managed to get back in the lane I was originally in and braked for a red light. And I watched Miss Lexus make out with her breakfast over my right shoulder. Bitch.
I think I might just take to the skies instead of the roads. Or buy a ton of Kentucky Driver Handbooks and start chucking them at people when they drive like retards.
I treated myself. To a new purse. I got it in the mail yesterday. I love it.
I’m not into fancy bags – I have one Coach purse but I’m afraid of ruining it. And I love my Harvey’s Seatbelt bag but it’s more of a spring/summer purse. For the most part, I carry over-the-shoulder bags that are comfortable. The purse I had been carrying has seen better days – days without stretched out material, stains and white paint stuck to it. That’s what happens when you go to Home Depot as often as we do. So I shopped for replacement.
And shopped. And shopped. And shopped. I felt like Goldilocks. This one is too little. This one costs too much. But there was one that was just right for this gal. And I found it on Etsy at Christy Studio.
Perfect size. Perfect color. Perfect style. Perfect material. Handmade. Triple stitched. One of a kind. Beautiful fabric on the inside. Pockets galore. I’m in love.
I don’t shop on Etsy too often – I think it’s somewhat hard to sort through the thousands of sellers and millions of products but when I do find something, I get excited. Like this purse. I’m excited about this purse. And I’m already breaking it in. Thank you, Christy.
Seriously, could this slim jim get any prettier? I don’t think so.
I love impromptu mini-photoshoots at work. It makes my media world so much more fun.
Thank you, AmyHasBangs, for letting me stick my 50mm IN YO FACE.
Too early for ICP? Never.
You know when you get an idea and you try your hardest to create this idea in the real world? And then it doesn’t work? I hate that. But luckily, my subject this week is beautiful – and has very beautiful eyes – so I’m not too worried that my idea didn’t work out.
Here is my eyes:
Gorgeous, no? Nicole is another co-worker who is willing to lend me random body parts for photographing. And her eyes are so pretty. We tried a few things – different angles, different props – but the blue scarf just made her eyes pop. Love those eyes.
I believe I’m becoming addicted to photographing faces. It’s always been challenging to find something I like but I feel like I keep getting lucky lately. I really think the 50mm f/1.8 lens has helped me move around the subject more. And of course, I love me some bokeh. That fixed position lens really makes you workout your brain more in terms of composition.
For next week, the challenge is “lingerie.” Now… I made this list not thinking about the consequences but please keep it clean. I’m OK with “sexy” but I don’t want to see nudity. As in no nips, folks. The flickr group has a “safe” setting so don’t go buck wild on me. And don’t forget to check out the flickr pool’s photos or click on the challenger roll – there are some fabulous “eyes”!
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