Last Six Photos

While trolling my favorite social media site today, I came across a "sponsored post" from someone asking me to look through the last six pictures in my phone, and talk about the story they tell.

I thought that was pretty fascinating, so I thought I'd do it.

However, I'm a photo taking maniac. When a photo opportunity presents itself, I often take more than a dozen shots just to make sure I've got the one I'm looking for.

So instead of looking at the last six pictures, I'm going to look at the last six opportunities and discuss the situations that made me whip out my camera. In case of confusion, I'd like to note that these are in order from newest (photo one) to oldest (photo six).

PHOTO ONE:

My Champion Makes Me Proud

As part of a local medieval group, Boyfriend of Amazingness participates in a sport that involves dressing in armor and whacking his buddies with sticks a la the swordfights of ancient times. Since some difficulties earlier this year, he had been abstaining from this particular activity. However, recently Boyfriend of Amazingness took the field for the first time in months. I was wonderfully proud of him for standing up to his own inhibitions and vanquishing them. His post-practice glow was worth every moment since this past January I've spent worrying that he might give up this hobby entirely.

PHOTO TWO:

A Cunning Hat 

 

Boyfriend of Amazingness was called down to our "local" major league ball field for a weekend job. He had to set up a display, and then sit in the sunshine through seven innings of a ball game while he waited for the opportune moment to take down that display. In his down time, he bought me a little plastic ball cap from my favorite team. The only down side was that it would have had ice cream in it if I were at the ball field with him... and that it's too teeny to fit me.

PHOTO THREE:

Change is Necessary...

I took this photo specifically for the doodle on the fridge. Many moons ago, someone doodled me a doodle on a napkin at a restaurant. More specifically, they doodled it for someone else, who left it behind and created a situation of sadface. I assured them I would bring it home with me instead, and would hang it on my fridge. I did, and it stayed there for almost two years. However, as we started packing for our impending move, I realized that it was time to let the doodle go. This was its parting moment.

PHOTO FOUR:

Dance for Every Belly

I recently led a dance class for pre-schoolers, and found this page in one of the story books I used for the reading portion of our time together. The sentiment is so positive and inspiring that I immediately shared it with my social networking site.

Original credit:" "The Belly Book" by Fran Manushkin (1997).

PHOTO FIVE:

And So, It Begins 

This was the very first box I packed for our impending move to Our New House. I packed it full of my trinkety shit, and labeled it thusly. Boyfriend of Amazingness said "Didn't I see you put some of my Marvin [the Martian]s in there?" Thus, the ammendment.

PHOTO SIX:

You Know... I Like Popcorn, Too...

Does this photo really need its story told? There's popcorn in that bowl. There's a dog with a popcorn frenzy. That's all she wrote.