Like this
or this
It's important that the backdrop is one of those roll down scenes or neutrals.
I totally have one of my extended family (cousins, aunts, uncles) and I, circa 1998. We were rocking the jean/white tee combo. Grey background, I think.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Family Photos, a priceless memory
I sarcastically love those photos of families where everyone wears khakis and a blue shirt, or like jeans and a white shirt, or maybe black pants with matching red shirts. They all pose, putting their hands on each others shoulders and whatnot.
It's important that the backdrop is one of those roll down scenes or neutrals.
I totally have one of my extended family (cousins, aunts, uncles) and I, circa 1998. We were rocking the jean/white tee combo. Grey background, I think.
It's important that the backdrop is one of those roll down scenes or neutrals.
I totally have one of my extended family (cousins, aunts, uncles) and I, circa 1998. We were rocking the jean/white tee combo. Grey background, I think.
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It's even worse when everyone is barefoot. It is like, they got fully clothed, but forgot their shoes. All this does is make them look like a forgetful family. This especially sucks when the men don't wear shoes.
ReplyDeleteThere is absolutely NOTHING attractive about men's feet.
Only a mother could love a man's feet. Or a wife. because hopefully as a mother or wife, you appreciate every part of your child/husband's body, despite how disgusting it may be, or how much dirt and grime is between their very-probably overgrown and overdue for a cut toes and toenails. EW. I cringe thinking about it.
In case you were wondering, I still don't love boyfriend's feet. Maybe that's cause I don't have a rock yet. Not that I would want a rock. Because I would get it snagged on things.
But, I kinda want a ring. Cause they are pretty and blingy and I would have something to look at during my boring classes where I secretly plot out the lives of my ancient nursing-home material classmates. One of my classmates brought her 13 year old daughter to class today. Her name was "Barbie". Actually, Barbara, but Barbie for short. This kid had greasy hair hanging in her face and looked kind of scary. That is probably because her mother cursed her with the name Barbara, and then had the audacity to call her "Barbie". I mean, she wasn't even blonde. Or that cute. So it is almost like making fun of her. (I don't usually call children ugly, but this is to illustrate my point of how stupid Chemeketa can be).
(FYI, I don't really want a ring. I basically like the thought of having a beautiful ring I can sparkle around better than the whole concept behind WHY I would actually have one. Cause we all know ladies don't wear beautiful diamond rings on their left ring fingers just for kicks and giggles.)
I hope your children are not driving you crazy.
Imagine the one's that fight the worse as married. And then tell them, "I bet you guys will get married someday. On account of you fight like a married couple". I can almost guarantee you, this will shut them up. Because they will be super embarrassed and want to prove that they really do hate each other. Because no fourth grader wants to be told that they are going to marry thier supposed-worst enemy.
It worked for my fourth grade teacher. We didn't fight anymore, as we didn't want to risk being considered marriage material anymore.
-Heidi
p.s.
I found this post because under your TP one, it had the tag "snarky comments". I enjoy snarky comment stories. Just in case you needed any ideas. hehe. And BTW,you should set up a stalker bar. I would join. I am not entirely sure what that would mean, I guess that I stalk your blog? Which I technically do.
BTW, I misspelled "their".
ReplyDeleteI knew you would notice. Because teachers always notice things like that.
I was a little confused.
"I BEFORE E EXCEPT AFTER C EXCEPT IN NEIGHBOR AND WEIGH"
That word totally doesn't qualify.
Maybe I need to go back to elementary school. I am sure it would be better than college. On account of that kids are much more interesting classmates than old ladies.