Just For Sh*ts and Giggles
I just downloaded this photo of Sam and me from our anniversary last week. I’d put it up on the post from the same day but then when placed next to our wedding photo, it drains the joy right out of our smiling faces. This one makes marriage appear to be a very questionable endeavor, which may be true, but who wants their anniversary picture to exhibit the battle wounds? We look rather uncomfortable here, like we each had on very tight fitting shoes. Enlarge the photo to see how truly stunned Sam looks. There should be a thought bubble over his head saying: Marriage is a blast, but damn is my wife nuts! My bubble would say: It’s called a shutter and it’s right underneath your index finger! Don’t be afraid to push it! (Mrs. G, if you stop by, feel free to add the commentary to the image since you’re so good at that and I have no idea how to do it.)
Despite appearances, I swear we were in good spirits. Our sitter simply isn’t used to the 40D monster (I totally relate) and I was trying to offer instruction. It drives me nuts that our feet are cut off and that we look so sour. But I love that Ruby is off in the corner, watching the whole thing. It’s as if she’s always been there in our lives, even on the night we got married. I can’t really remember a time when she wasn’t with us. Funny how the mind plays such delightful little pranks on us.
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