things i should've fotografed this week

in the past few months (year?) i take my camera everywheres. it's a habit i like because you never know when you'll miss something and if your camera phone is as bad as mine you know you're not gonna get anything off of that piece of junk. (where's my cord?) (sorry for implying your camera phone sucks) (i bet it's awesome). anywho, sometimes i don't get the shot. sometimes i'm not bold enough to camera random strangers. sometimes... FATE gets in the way. or something. these are the photos you should see when you come to my website. but you don't. they're not here. they're in the great in between. that's photo purgatory for those of you who are unaware.

the weird lady that was standing at the front of albertson's (in the lobby) the entire time i was shopping.

the adorb old man in these shoes that were adorb. picture this: black leather shoes 5 inch medicalized platforms, looked like it made it harder to walk.

my sister being a whore (it's just so hard to capture adequately on film) (ya know?)

your mother

my scars (too scared) (or mabes too scarred) (see what i did there?)

that one mole that chuck always calls a huckleberry and then i say, "i'll be your huckleberry!" in my best val kilmer accent. (it's pretty good) (i'm just sayin) (you almost can see val kilmer in my eyes) (oh, val kilmer! you're so dreamy) (in the saint) (oh, the saint!)

my awesome new tie headband that i sorta almost finished making out of chuck's old tie that he said he didn't want but when he saw i had ripped it apart, magically came up with some sort of reason why he did want it again. the HORRIBLE STAIN (pin point darkening of the material) that had been there less than twenty four hours before had become a non-issue and he was now bereft that he would have nothing to wear NEXT YEAR for boob month. ... even though he didn't even wear it this year... becuse of the stain ... it's pink and looks super hot on my head.

my dog

my dog after she pooped and kick up the grass and then wiggled like she was shaking off water and then growled and barked at the sky. i guess that's more of a video. also, it must've been quite the poop.

that one time in the morning on the way to work when the sun was coming up and the light was perfect and there was a flock of birds perfectly positioned across the sky. i took a picture but it turned out to mostly be my blurry/dirty windshield. *sad face*

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finally, i should have taken a picture of me being super excited that BECKY! at smuk started a BECKY club for BECKYS and said we started it together EVEN THOUGH! it was all her idea because she's a genious BECKY. and i'm just a becky. a very happy becky who's happy to be in the becky club for beckys and we are sooooo becky it's not even becky. or perhaps it is. perhaps its very, very becky. you'll never know. and i'll never tell. in conclusion, my face would have been all "happy, awed disbelief with a side of BECKY!" and it would have been awesome.

ps is your name becky? let a becky know and she'll put you on the becky list made up of entirely board certified beckys. who are nice to little animals and people alike. unless that little animal was being an asshole then we'll shun him. otherwise, we'll wrap him up in a fleecey blanket and give him cuddles. here, here's a cuddle, just for you, i wrapped it up and everything. with a bow. we have HIGH standards.