A friend of mine has been offering to take pictures of Felix, and I’ve been meaning to take him up on it and send out an Easter card on time. We were trying to get together today, but it just didn’t happen. Joel was about to be mad at me since I made him change his shirt, so we stopped by the park to grab a shot we could use so the cards would go out in time. We were short on time – Felix had just taken his reflux med, so he needed to eat in promptly 30 minutes. We jumped out, walked down to the gazebo, set up the tripod and bam: ready to go. As I was fiddling with the timer on my camera, Angela walks up. “What are you doing?” Me: “Taking pictures, what are you doing?” Angela: “Ohhhh, ok. My turn.” And she poses for her solo shot. I take it, and show her on the screen. “That’s me!” she says. “Yep. That’s you.” Then she walks away. I figure out how to set up the timer, and we are ready to go. I frame the shot with Joel in it, set the timer and walk over to jump in. Here comes Angela. She doesn’t want to miss the shot.
So this will be your Easter card. Because nothing productive happened after I peed my pants.
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