A Good Sweater

Let's hope this posts, dunno what happened last nite. It supposedly posted, but wasn't there this morning and was hanging out in the "draft" section. Weird. ANYWHOO!

Today was the day. The day I've been dreading for weeks. The day that could have ruined all of my hopes.

Family Picture Day.

Why dread such an ordinary task? Wellllll, I'll tell you!

A. I officially and literally LOATHE pictures of myself. I don't care what pep talk you give me (because people always try) I *cringe* looking at pictures of myself. I'm (generally) ok with myself in person (though there are definitely cringing days!) but I'm SO. NOT. photogenic. Even a little. At all. None. I have this bizarre shaped head/face that does weird things in pictures, and the double chin pops up, and my hair looks insane, and my pores are huge, and, and, and ...and it ruins my life. Every stinkin' time! ;)

B. I have a 3 year old son who thinks no human should ever sit for more than 2 minutes at a time. What a waste! So I had fears of him either running off camera, or having a major meltdown/tantrum.

BUT....they went really well! My head is still strange, and he did run off camera...twice...but he was easily bribed with pieces of candy cane. I'm not against bribery if it means getting adorable shots of the boy! :) And OH! was he adorable!

I got to have a peek (this is the photographer friend I work for, so of course I got to have a peek!) and there were some cute ones! Since the last successful picture was Christmas 3 years ago, when Zach was 3 months old, I consider this a victory! *phew!*

That's me, happy, because I will have photographic evidence that I was at one time, in the same room with my son and husband. Because up until now, there are maybe 5 pictures with me IN them.

Hi, my name is Sarah, and I have fuzzy hair and a weird shaped noggin.

See? See how it gets oddly narrow? ugh...Yes, I'm strange, I'm aware. :)

The other good news, and the reason I look so artsy-fartsy above, is my new sweater. I love my new sweater. I'll buy 10 more like it. In the same color if I have to. I don't care.

I

Love

This

Sweater.

See? See how wonderfully black and forgiving it is? See how it makes me look decent even though my husband felt the need to take this picture at a 40-billion degree angle? *love* (the sweater and the husband)

After pictures, I stayed to work for a few hours. I was a bit bummed because Husband and The Boy were going to a friend's house for homemade soup, cookies, and a football game. (only 2 of those interest me, I'll let you guess)

Well, much to my delight and surprise, she sent home a container of homemade beef vegetable soup, peanut butter/chocolate chip/peanut cookies of some sort, rice krispie treats, and sweet rolls. YUM-MY. Zach and I had the soup and rolls for dinner tonite while Eddie's at work. Yum. So so good. And I didn't have to cook. Even better!

I'm trying to keep myself occupied to keep from devouring the other 2 rolls. I'm not sure what they're actually called, I call them sweet rolls, they're those yeasty/knot rolls that I love. We used to make them at Thanksgiving, they were one of my mom's "things". (Woman would throw a tantrum about store bought rolls at any major holiday) I might have to pull out the recipe and make a batch. Or 10. *shrug* :)

Well, my new sweater and I are headed for the couch. We may or may not be joined by a buttered sweet roll and some Pepsi. I can't say for certain, but pictures are over and I can always hit the gym on Monday to make up for it, so the odds are in my favor. ;)