Last night, I heard weird noises coming from the kitchen, looked over, and my stream-of-consciousness narrative went something along the lines of "Shit! Elphie get DOWN! Fine, but you are totally getting hosed after I take a picture!"
Please note the box of grits mid-air. Not so much a sign of a good photographer as a lucky one!
And now I am off to study my sample ballot and figure out what the heck Amendment 3 is all about.
2 comments:
The midair grits shot is awesome! And at least it was boxed bag grits rather than a canister of loose grits. Then I'm pretty certain your inner dialogue would have been a lot different!
Such a cute kitty! At least she's keeping life interesting!
better lucky than good!~
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