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Photos on my phone usually fall into a few categories.
1. Illustrative pictures
I text these as part of communication with my friends and family. I love picture texts as punctuation.
Tupac the Unicorn tattoo.
One of the few words that annoy the hell out of me. Don’t namaste me. We aren’t the same, we aren’t one. Save your silly attempt at xenophilia.
More people need to remember this pop culture reference.
Lord Licorice and Queen Frostine.
2. Pictures of my people.
3. Ideas and projects I’m working on.
Found a pretty good recipe for Heisenberg’s Blue Stuff from Breaking Bad. Not the REAL stuff, just rock candy. But turns out I know how to make rock candy, so add that to my life accomplishments. I bagged it and sent it over to my neighbors as housewarming gifts. Welcome to the neighborhood!
Just some fashion ideas. How fabulous is this bride? The tights pull the whole look together. She’s rad.
4. Weird stuff I find at thrift stores.
My kids and I have been frequenting pawn shops and thrift stores because they have so many here and they’re like dollar stores. It’s fun to see the random items, such as:
The crock was not for sale, but I really wanted that rattlesnake.
Cutting right to the chase at DI.
Finally found my missing heart-shaped glasses. (I know you have them, Camille. Give them back to me, give them back!)
5. Activities we have attended.
At Hush’s niece Maddi’s birthday. The minions absolutely adore their soon to be new cousins.
Jude learning how to film on set with www.Sqwak.com productions.
Breaking Bad video shoot.
I love flipping through the pictures in my files from any random month. They give me direct insight into what we were up to that week, who I was interacting with and what we were thinking about. It’s like a nonsensical photo journal.
5 comments:
I detest when people use the word "craft" when referring to drama, theater, performing, etc. I also HATE when people bow to each other--like actors showing a "we're not worthy" thing.
--cat
Ps--subtle, real subtle w the cousin thing. You know those comments without explanation won't fly w your readers.
Xoxo
Yeah. About the cousin thing, can I say "oh happy"? Because--happy. :)
Also, the pic on the porch is a great picture. Edit it and give it a title.
Last but not least:
Namaste.
--Sally P
Thank you for the blue stuff!
If it makes you feel any better that Namaste card is just one of many possible connotations, and theologically a very specific one that is disproportionately popular in the west. It's called non-dualism, or Advaita Vedanta. I am a dualist, and my theology is a type of Dvaita Vedanta, and the importance of individuality and uniqueness is a key differentiator of the two. So when I say Namaste, it means something quite different, and the meaning you are objecting to also annoys me too. (And is the main reason I'm super picky about yoga classes and tend to actually prefer the barebones 'whitewashed' ones.) Literally Namaste just means "I offer you respect," but when I was little my mother told me to think of it along the lines of "I bow to the Supreme Lord Who lives in your heart, and to your unique relationship with Him, and to the special place you have in *His* heart."
CONGRATULATIONS ON GETTING MARRIED!
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