March 04, 2011. My husband handed over my birthday present, since he will be away on my birthday - in Germany, and who knows the next time I'll see him. You can't hear my panic/resentment, can you?
It is a white gold claddagh ring with my birthstone as the heart. The band is really delicate, it makes me nervous I'll bend it, so I don't wear it when I sleep. But, it's beautiful and I love it. Now, stop looking at my fat fingers.
March 05, 2011: I set aside my fear of fish to explore one of Galveston's attractions: Moody Gardens Aquarium.
My reward: I saw Shaaaaaarks. It's safe to say that I steadied my panic by taking a million pictures and focusing on trying to get a good one. I took a hellofalot of pictures to get to this one, and I enjoy it. However, the best part of the aquarium were the seals - who were doing flippies and tricks. However, I got zero good pictures of them. Go figure.
March 06, 2011: Getting a good picture of my husband and I is hard work.
A lot of things have to magically fall into place. I have to, first of all, think I don't look fat. That is a huge hurdle - pardon the pun. Then, there is the hurdle of getting us both in the picture without cutting off half of one - or both - of our faces. Finally, we have to surpass my husband's fake smile. I have no examples because I deleted them all - but the expression is one that says "I'm smiling, right? Totally smiling."
Toward the end of picture taking, I resorted to poking him in the stomach before each click so he would laugh, then I would laugh, and that is how we got this picture, with two genuine smiles. I'm a GENIUS.
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