Showing posts with label blurrrrrry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blurrrrrry. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Rosie Had A Really Fun Birthday This Year
Chris and I hosted a birthday party for our favorite person, Rosanne. We got a cows worth of cheese and meat and had a big old bash. This is Chris pridefully readying our house for guests. What a guy!
Liz made super clever pins of old pictures of Rosies rave days. All the pin backs eventually fell off, but we kept the pics and put them on our fridge, so now we have a fridge shrine dedicated to Rave Rosie.
Another one of my amazing, super talented friends, Eleanor, made this red wine, head-explosion delicious cake (we added the macaroons):
We tried to play Celebrity but everyone started screaming all at once, so that ended quickly. Really what we did best that night was sit at our kitchen table and drink whiskey:
Sunny took a lot of super flattering pictures of everyone but me. Is it me or does the camera add 500 pounds?
Sunny takes amazing pictures by the way. Check her out here.
Its funny, something I learning about the difference between being in your twenties and adulthood is directly related to dinner parties. When you are in your twenties and all of your guests bring a bottle of whiskey, you drink it all. Every last drop like its your last day on earth and then you call in sick to work the next day. But when youre an adult, you drink it casually, in moderation and then put the rest away in the liquor cabinet that only gets opened on holidays and other special occasions. Im ready for adulthood.
Doesnt this seem like a low key night of soft light and cheerful banter? It wasnt. Things definitely got weird:
Love you guys!
Monday, May 16, 2011
New Goal: Be More Natural In Front Of The Camera
When I know someone is about to take a picture of me, I generally flinch and clench like Im about to get punched in the face, that is, if I cant run and hide first. The other tactic I have is super cheese-ball posing (pictured above). My mom consistently makes fun of me for it (shes the one taking a picture of me in the picture above).
I dont know what it is, but as Ive gotten older, ive become increasingly uncomfortable in front of a camera, which is kind of sad. When the NYT photographer was in Van Horn a couple months ago, it was a huge issue for me. I was totally anxious about being in the pictures (as in, i really didnt want to be photographed) and then when i knew i was about to get photographed, i would turn my head. The photographer called me out on it.
If there is one lesson ive learned as a 28 year-old, its faking confidence works just as well as real confidence 98% of the time. So! For the rest of May Im going to work my angles and show confidence in the face of terror in order to turn over a new leaf. Growing up is easy (totally annoying) to do!
I dont know what it is, but as Ive gotten older, ive become increasingly uncomfortable in front of a camera, which is kind of sad. When the NYT photographer was in Van Horn a couple months ago, it was a huge issue for me. I was totally anxious about being in the pictures (as in, i really didnt want to be photographed) and then when i knew i was about to get photographed, i would turn my head. The photographer called me out on it.
If there is one lesson ive learned as a 28 year-old, its faking confidence works just as well as real confidence 98% of the time. So! For the rest of May Im going to work my angles and show confidence in the face of terror in order to turn over a new leaf. Growing up is easy (totally annoying) to do!
Monday, June 28, 2010
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Why This Blog Is A Service To You
On Christmas 2050, when you are sitting around your hologram fire place with your robot grandchildren and they ask you what you were like in your twenties, you can get on your invisible, levitating computer and pull up my blog and answer a few questions for them.
Grandma didn't always use a thermos to hide it:

Grandpa used to love the finer things:

So thaaaats why Uncle Nick went to prison:

Wasn't there once a movie about being born an old man?

Right after Uncle Paul proposed to Aunt Sophie:

Old Timmy Traynor was always an embarassing dad:

Grandma Krausey right before "the surgery":
Grandma didn't always use a thermos to hide it:

Grandpa used to love the finer things:

So thaaaats why Uncle Nick went to prison:

Wasn't there once a movie about being born an old man?
Right after Uncle Paul proposed to Aunt Sophie:
Old Timmy Traynor was always an embarassing dad:

Grandma Krausey right before "the surgery":
Labels:
alive at 26,
bffs,
biggest fear of all time,
blurrrrrry,
bored
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
A Holistic Experience
Shanti Sai Baba.
The awakening.
Purging of toxins.
Ceremonial attire.
Herbal detox teas.
Worshipping the idol.
Yoga.
Letting go of false pretenses.
Salute to the Sun.
Mass Orgy.Liz's birthday retreat to sobriety and detoxification was an awakening for us all. We summoned our inner Satya Sai Ghandis and rang in her 26th year peacefully. Reform is on the way.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Some of the Summer's Best Choices In No Particular Order
1. Rope swing on a slippery roof.
3. Computer brogramming.
4. Indoor football5. Lightening Parties - They're Electric!
Labels:
alive at 25,
blurrrrrry,
indulgences,
new york is great,
seasonal
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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