The day we shot the 8 x 10 of our group Single, Married & Divorced, Leslie wanted the photographer to take a separate picture so she could put it on her Christmas card.
Sidebar: The baby in that photo was John. Over the years we kept changing the third member of our group so we kept getting new pictures. And as John grew we also needed to keep getting new babies. We were at Sears one day getting the cheaper-than-an-LA-photographer shot and John was too tall to hold comfortably. So we borrowed a baby from a woman standing in line. The baby was Chinese.
Because of John we traveled with a nanny. A nanny who kept yelling from the back row of our van "I think I might be having a heart attack" and "Has anyone seen my nitroglycerin?"
Very relaxing.
Sidebar: The baby in that photo was John. Over the years we kept changing the third member of our group so we kept getting new pictures. And as John grew we also needed to keep getting new babies. We were at Sears one day getting the cheaper-than-an-LA-photographer shot and John was too tall to hold comfortably. So we borrowed a baby from a woman standing in line. The baby was Chinese.
Because of John we traveled with a nanny. A nanny who kept yelling from the back row of our van "I think I might be having a heart attack" and "Has anyone seen my nitroglycerin?"
Very relaxing.
Leslie could not get John to stop crying after that first photo session. He was cranky and after he got into his Christmas clothes he started wailing. The photographer clicked away while I sat on the sidelines and laughed my ass off because I'm very supportive when my friends are in trouble.
Leslie's husband wouldn't let her put that shot on the Christmas card. That's right, wouldn't LET her.
Leslie's husband wouldn't let her put that shot on the Christmas card. That's right, wouldn't LET her.
When you do what we do for a living you're the boss all the time. We call our own shots and pray that if we marry we find someone who is our creative equal. Preferably someone with a sense of humor.
That's a lot harder than you think.
End of chat.
He "wouldn't let her?" Oh, he sucks!
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He'd 'let me' get a billboard.
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Too bad he wasn't supportive and "wouldn't let her" do what she wanted. Poor John! I had to laugh at your description of the incident and John probably laughs at it now!
ReplyDeleteThat would be the best card ever.
ReplyDeleteI think I would have had two Christmas cards that year, The "husband approved" one and the one I sent to friends that were simpatico. Actually to those friends I would have sent both cards to show how funny it was that my husband wouldn't allow the funny card only the clean-up version!
I agree with my sister I would have done two and flipped him off at the same time!
ReplyDeleteI take the photos in this house.
ReplyDeleteI print out the photos in this house.
I insert photos in cards, write the greeting inside, address, stamp and mail.
Soooo, I'll be danged if anyone tells me which photo to use.
Can I get a RAWR??
Di
The Blue Ridge Gal
Why do people insist on making Christmas cards. Such a horrible tradition.
ReplyDeleteFirst of all who is looking hot in her spandex jumpsuit?
ReplyDeleteSecond of all I love that photo
Third of all my husband would be angry if I didn't use the crying baby picture. Yeah he is sick like me.
Too funny! I was once worried about the content of my blog being too risque. I asked my husband and he said, "that's who you are...fuck 'em if they don't like it".
ReplyDeleteA great man I have!
So the hot blond played the divorced one? I figured you matched the title, single on the left.
ReplyDeleteIs she still married to the same guy?
Absolutely agree! Look at what he wrote on our site today!
ReplyDeleteI want to go on tour!!!!
Hear that honey???
Suzy, she won't LET me leave a comment, I had to sneak this in hurry bye now.
ReplyDeleteBIG HUGS
I am laughing so hard at the spandex that I can't even THINK of anything witty.
ReplyDeleteAnd if I roll Tightwad over, we MIGHT be able to squeeze her husband into that hole as well.
My husband just brought some eggnog because I didn't want to get up. I bet she'd be jealous! ;o)
ReplyDelete"Wouldn't let her?" Those would be fighting words in my house.
ReplyDeleteThat's why you get two sets of Christmas Cards. Like the mob's accounting books. One for everyday use, and the other is locked in the wallsafe until needed.
ReplyDeleteIn my 20s, I dated a guy who was more or less my creative equal. He wanted me to type his manuscript for him. I said, "I'm working on my own book. Why don't you date a secretary?"
ReplyDeleteSo he broke up with me. He said I was too "marriage-minded". I guess he didn't have a sense of humour.
Awesome! "Can I borrow that." "What?" "That." "You mean my child?" "Yeah that." "Five bucks." BLAAHAHAHAHA
ReplyDeleteAwesome! "Can I borrow that." "What?" "That." "You mean my child?" "Yeah that." "Five bucks." BLAAHAHAHAHA
ReplyDeleteLOVE the picture of you & the other two. :) And, yeah, sometimes husbands don't "let" their wives do things... just like we wives don't "let" our husbands do things. Things like put NRA signs in our front yard. Or wear sweaters with holes in 10 places out in public. Or vomit on the stoop even if it might mean we have to clean up the puke that doesn't make it all the way to the bathroom....
ReplyDeleteNot that I would know anything about that.