My friend Jenilee does a fun blog post every once in a while where she shares pictures she took on her cell phone. Pictures that she captured during day-to-day life, but for whatever reason didn’t quite make it on a blog post.
So today I thought I’d do the same thing. Show you some pictures that I captured on my cell phone that didn’t quite make it on a blog post.
For instance, the day my sock had a birthmark.
The day a random guy walking around our Junior Bible Quiz meet several weeks ago had this name tag on. So naturally I stopped the guy and asked if I could take a picture of his name tag. Which he kindly informed me was actually a whole shirt, not just a name tag.
I felt a little bad taking a picture of this guys chest without my husband around. And I also felt a little bad not including his face.
Oo, oo! And these boots that I literally DROOLED over while in Columbus. I wanted them SO bad! I tried and tried and tried to make the zipper zip over my luscious calves, but it just. wouldn’t. zip.
Sometimes I just pull up this picture on my cell phone and look longingly at these boots and cry a little. DARN LUSCIOUS CALVES!
I took this picture while at Walmart recently so all of you could see that these precious little electric blankets are back out for adoption. They all need good loving homes.
Speaking of Walmart, I also found this:
Two things I did NOT need to know existed in life.
While on my retreat this weekend, three of us went into Columbus for lunch and I tried Indian food for the first time. I literally dolloped a bit of each thing around the plate.
And although most of it looks like it came out of a baby diaper, I promise it was delicious.
And speaking of trying new foods, I snapped this picture when we met my friend Carrie and her husband at a Japanese restaurant. Something I also hadn’t tried before, but was also was delicious.
Now these next few pictures I snapped at Cracker Barrel one day while I was waiting on Lazy Dad.
Then Lazy Dad called me and said he wanted to go to a different restaurant instead.
So I left Cracker Barrel.
Isn’t that an intriguing story?
This picture I took just the other night to show my roommates from the retreat that I was serious when I said I encourage my children to NOT make their beds, otherwise they do this.
I took this picture while teetering on a bike while my son jogged on the sidewalk. He’s training for a 5k. *insert proud mama moment here*
I was teetering on a bike while taking this picture because I am NOT training for a 5k. *insert ashamed mama moment here*
Now THIS picture is when people in our neighborhood wondered if Cousin Eddie was at our house for an early Christmas.
But really we were just trying hillbilly on for size for a few days.
Last but not least, I took this picture after we were out of town overnight and our amazing, adorable, bubbly Children’s Director stayed with our kids.
Although it wasn’t the Hyatt or Marriot, I do love a freshly made bed (and prizes).
And speaking of our amazing, adorable, bubbly Children’s Director. I got her this card for her birfday.
She loved it.