Accidental Memories - March 23, 2010

So my BlackBerry has this annoying habit of inadvertently taking pictures by itself all of the time. Mostly because it has this side activated button that works even when it's locked. In the sake of pure random time killage I thought I'd blog some of those badboys and try to interpret them for society.

Was it a dream?
Is this the only evidence that proves it
A photograph of you and I


Exhibit A)

This is definitely a morning on-the-way-to-work picture. I love my job like my chihuahua loves food. I love that this shot captures the morning sun along with my swinging rear view mirror decoration. I hope that I didn't waste that morning with a negative mood.



















Exhibit B)

This would be my kitchen floor. Now looking at it I think back to the days in 2002 when we were building our house. I was sooo young in comparison to today. Both in a literal way and an emotional way. I picked this tile out at a store that was messy in my opinion. Funny how picking put flooring for your very first home can be THE most exciting thing on the planet at a certain moment.



















Exhibit C)

This would be the inside of MY car. I had no idea how much I've fallen in love with my little Honda Civic until somebody backed into me at the store. When it was gone for a week and I was driving a beastly massive rental car I just wanted this piece of my life back...ASAP!

















Exhibit D)

Meester Rocco puppy on my lap. I still have a broken heart for my first chi Tito, but my sweet new dog has worked his hardest to steal my heart. His kisses are the best medicine. He's very genuine, and I suppose ALL dogs are, but I think mine might just have a lil somethin special


















Exhibit E)

Shopping trip to Kohls to pick up a birthday present for my nephew Jayden. Nicholas was on high-brat frequency that day. Conned me into purchasing two overpriced transformers toys, and to go to Wendys for him on the way there EVEN though there would be food at the party. I'm way too soft hearted, but I love that kid so much. What's an bit of a compromise in my self worth to make him smile? NOTHING!


















Exhibit F)

Thing 1. I'd be a teen mom again in a heartbeat because I ended up this lucky. He is actually taller than me now. And, OK I realize that I am a shorty, but still...



















There are more photos and I could keep on keepin on, but I have to work in the morning and it's, oh around 1:30am.

The lesson I learned here tonight with this project is how much I like the life I'm living, and I'm living the life I like.