Happy Hobodays!

As a budding photographer, here lately I have been knocking out some holiday photos for folks. Since we have a lovely "Square" downtown with a huge fountain turned Christmas tree, I assumed that would be a lovely place for a perfectly coiffed holiday photo op.... I assumed wrong. Very, very wrong.

Photo courtesy of wikipedia

Upon arriving at the lovely Bienville Square, we were greeted with not just a few surprises, but a LOT of surprises.

Flock of birds, herd of cattle, gaggle of geese.... What in God's green earth do you call an entire civilization of hobos??????

Not a few here and there. Oh no. An army of them. There we go. An ARMY! It was insane! You've got ten of them over here lying on the grass passing around a cigarette filled with God knows what, a few of them over here braiding each other's hair, and a few sitting randomly on benches rocking back and forth foaming from the mouth. 

And don't even get me started on the squirrels! The overly brave, obese, high on bath salts squirrels ready and willing to take off a face in the name of a post Thanksgiving dinner! 

Don't get me wrong. I am sure that not all of these individuals are bad people. Hell, most of them may not be. I am sure that some of these people may be good folks just down on their luck. I'm not completely heartless, but come on! Laying in the park vomiting over the side of a bench or lying in a multi-hobo smoke circle while having vulgar conversations and cussing up a storm is ridiculous.

Hey City of Mobile.... How about instead of spending tons of money on a over sized moon pie and a museum no one will visit, you invest that money in the spaces we have and make them more family friendly. You want to make downtown a destination.... Clean that crap up!

Rant over.

Now, I am off to photoshop an outrageously large number of homeless people out of the backdrop of some family photos.

And also, in case you were wondering, we were there for ten minutes tops. We quickly packed up and headed to a part of town with a little less "scenery."

What Was I Thinking!

Someone slap me, because I have lost it.

My husband is impossible to buy for. He is one of those, "If I want it, I'll go out and buy it" kinds of people. You know, the annoying ones. A few months back, while wracking my brain trying to decide what in the world I was going to get him, I thought it would be a good idea to do some "special" pictures for him. You know the kind I am talking about. The ones most ladies reserve for Valentine's Day.

Forget Valentine"s Day! Momma needs a gift NOW.

So here we go.

In just a few short hours I will be stripping down to.... well, not much, and standing in front of a woman I have never met before.

Nothing says holidays like getting naked for a stranger in 50 degree weather. Chill bumps are sexy right?

The crappy thing is I think he has figured it out, sorry devil. There have been comments. Small, hinting comments. I swear to all that is holy, if I am going through all of this mess and he has snooped and figured it out I am going to be PISSED.

Not too mention, next year his butt will be getting a Jersey Shore series box set and a fruit cake.

Merry Freaking Christmas you snooping turd.

Now... Where's the nearest liquor store, because I am going to need something hefty to get through this with my nerves in tact.

Oh, and how about a little sneak peak of our trip to the Audobon Zoo in New Orleans this spast weekend for Ethan's 2nd birthday?

Yep.... Can you see the love. At this point, I would have gladly sold them.

3 for 1!

Christmas Card Photos!

After last years 2-3 week sickness marathon right at Christmas time left me lacking in the holiday spirit department, I decided to hop to it and get things done early this year.

Starting with Christmas cards. I always mean to send them. Always. Who am I kidding, I always mean to actually MAKE them, but have yet to do so. My oldest is only 7 now... Better late than never, right?

So we ventured out this past Sunday on a mission to capture some holiday photos that were Christmas Card worthy.

Now, we did this with Ethan Cole battling not one, but 2 strains of the flu. Who comes down with 2 different strains of the flu anyway???? Geeze. Only one of mine. What can I say, it is a gift. And apparently one that keeps on giving since it is hanging around way longer than it needs to be.

So, needless to say, some folks weren't feeling it, but we got some cute ones anyway.

And I can say with a half full cup of confidence that we WILL send out Christmas cards this year. Half full. Anything can happen.

So far, I have only tackled two of the many. I'll post the rest when I get to them, which will hopefully be soon.

Now.... On another note. Mr. Brady Parker, my middle beam of sunshine, always has something interesting to say. As noted in the Little Monsters section, I firmly believe that he is a reincarnated world traveler. There is no way this is this kid's first time around.

As I got him dressed in his button up and sweater vest his little wheels started turning..... And then he spit out this little gem.....

"Are these my office clothes???? I'm wearing my office clothes. Where's my desk? I've got to work! I'm wearing my office clothes!"

Apparently, bare feet, jeans, a button up, and a sweater vest are office clothes.