Jim and I met up with Ruby and Beth for
Sunday Monday brunch at Mimi’s. The place was pretty empty. Jim and I both love their Cinnamon Brioche French Toast and were disappointed they were sold out of it. We enjoyed our alternate selections. In the booth next to us just over a half wall, a child cried and cried. We were getting upset with the mother and father’s disregard for anyone else’s comfort. The best they did was stare at their daughter… emotionless. Apparently my occasional “dirty look” didn’t help. After what felt like eternity, Beth asked the server if we could move. He moved us to a section that was closed off and quite quiet. I really wanted to confront the couple. I really did. How rude of them. Waiting out your kid in a restaurant isn’t appropriate. Save that shit for home. I’m sorry if I offend any reader with children but either don’t go out or take your kid outside for some disciplinary action. If we weren’t able to move, our experience would have been ruined.
Jim wanted to go bowling but we couldn’t get enough players. Next time.
After a partly horrible dining experience, we all headed to the Northlake Mall. Beth wanted to buy a summer dress. Ruby decided she’d like to shop as well so off we went. I hate shopping. I cheerfully went but hate it. I don’t like clothes shopping. I hate standing in one place for very long. I don’t mind walking the mall but not “shopping”. Be it my posture, my shoes, my big ole belly, my spine, or whatever, standing in one spot or walking too slowly causes my lower back to throb. Even as I type this on Tuesday, my back is killing me. I’ll live… uncomfortably.
With a successful (we didn’t buy anything) shopping trip out of the way, we came home. I felt completely drained and exhausted. Jim said he was taking a nap and as rare as it is, I did too. When we awoke, I felt terrible. Jim started dinner and I felt exhausted, a slight headache and oddly had no appetite. I went to lay down a little while in hopes of a recovery. I still didn’t feel much better but forced myself out of bed. All in all, I think I dehydrated a little. I thought about my symptoms and reflected back on the day. Before leaving the house I had 2 cups coffee, and a few sips of water. At breakfast I only drank a couple of mimosas and a few sips of Jim’s diet soda while we shopped. I drank gobs of water realizing I was “thirsty”. I did eventually feel better. I’ll go ahead and say it… what an idiot.
Recently, a blog-a-sphere friend, Liz (of Eternal Lizdom), posted photos she had taken of her brothers graduation on Facebook. You can see her entire album (only 35 photos), even if you don’t have a Facebook account by clicking here. Please let me know if you have any problems.
Below are a few of my favorites. They’re of her brothers, brother’s girlfriend and in the last photo, her husband. I simply love the clarity of all the photos. They’re fun photos. Most of the time I want to take a picture of someone they throw their hands up to block their faces. These are fun people.
I told Liz I absolutely love her photography and asked what kind of camera and if she took photography classes:
No classes. I use a Nikon D40. It's a DSLR. I have 2 lenses- one for close ups (I use it the most) and one for general pics. I like to be farther away and zoom in because I like to capture moments with minimal to no direction from me. I don't generally go for the "stand still, look at the camera, smile" pics- but they have their place. I like fun and I like to get people to do things that capture a moment of freedom or expressing who they really are when the mask drops. I like to see things from a different angle or perspective and I think that helps with my photography.
Yeah, it’s probably weird to showcase someone else’s family photos but I couldn’t resist.