Be Careful What You Wish For
A couple of weekends ago we here at DRY Ink headed over to Reserve, Louisiana to met up with Becky, snap a few pictures and create our holiday photo master piece.
I wanted to make absolute sure that we got one of those cheesy walking into the sun set holding hands family photos. I had dreamed of this photo. It was going to be great. Everyone there, holding hands, singing kumbayah. The colors would be amazing and it was going BIG. I’m talking 16 x 20 on the fireplace big. And we actually got it this time. Everyone is finally old enough to just plan force into poses. Yes plan success. There’s only one thing I didn’t take into account. My 36 year old, birthed 3 kids ass. But I’ll never not consider it again, because now I have it large and in living color, starring in our holiday photo.
I’m tempted to name the damn thing.
November 24th, 2009 at 8:42 pm
I’ve seen your heiney lots and that is not an accurate shot of it. In real life its hawt. Promise!
November 24th, 2009 at 9:12 pm
Nah, not bad. I mean, it could have been taken AFTER the holiday feasts
November 24th, 2009 at 9:25 pm
It’s a lovely photo
November 25th, 2009 at 1:20 pm
you talking about naming your ass, or the pic?
November 25th, 2009 at 1:27 pm
my ass. it is applying for its own zip code.