I am trying out this InstaFriday thing that I enjoy reading on Life Rearranged and forever folding laundry. I know how to use InstaGram but not how to do the whole linky thing, so I am going to just do this shoddy off-track underground version. Any helpful hints would be appreciated. And money.
I haven’t taken too many pictures this week because my iPhone has decided it hates me. I used it to take a video at Molly and Grace’s choir competition, and when I stopped the video between songs, it began convulsing. I have the 3gs, and I am terrible about syncing it
ever on a regular basis, so that may be part of the problem.
It’s so funny how much I expect from my cell phone since it wasn’t that many years ago that I had this:
|Photo by RobotSkirts|
Molly and Grace were playing Barbies tonight after Grace’s gymnastics class. I was sitting in the room feeling all happy about how nicely they were getting along, and quite honestly a little bit smug about what great girls we are raising.
Then I heard Molly say “Only the pretty ones can be in the picture.”
I have a feeling that there will be a lot more doll play in our future. In a therapist’s office.
|Yes, I know it’s not that high. But it is for an old lady with rickety knees and a dizzying caffeine buzz.|
Oh crap. I forgot that my final instagram picture from the week pretty much confirms the image from above that I never jump and always snack.
Like my McDonald’s takeout…these were also for a friend. Who never showed up. Because they didn’t have a car phone.
You can find me on Instagram as nerdgirlmom. Come follow me. Quickly. Before my phone gets accidentally run over.
Well, would you look at that…I figured out how to insert the thingamabob. *pats self on back for scientific knowledge approaching NASA levels*