Don’t Say Cheese

As I look through all the pictures we’ve taken throughout the year, I am amazed at how few pictures we took. All. Year. Long.  What does that say about this year?  It’s pretty representative for how horrible this year has been, that’s what it says.  Why would we want to document our crappy year with pictures?  The first 1/3 of the year was spent with me working non-stop and my hubby not seeing me.  (Sometimes, your project CAN be too successful, but I’ll save that for another blog.)  Then the next 1/3 of the year was spent possessively searching for a job and all the worry that comes with that.  The last couple of months will just be… lackluster; and still full of worry about what the future will hold. 

So I look through all our pictures for that one that sums up the year for our Christmas card, and I find nothing.  That is probably because this whole year feels like a pause.  In our DVD of life, the pause button has been pressed for the majority of this year.  It is now playing, but it is in super-slow-motion.  I don’t like to move slowly.

I find not one decent picture of myself, and very few of my hubby.  Then I started thinking about how symbolic that is of this year.  This year pretty much sucked algae covered river rocks.  Maybe our card this year will be of just the furry kids.