A Sedative? Why on Earth Would I Need A Sedative?

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Family

I have a stack of sessions to share again. I think that being able to instantly share sneak peeks on facebook is making me lazy. I am all about the instant gratification. I have the attention span of a fruit fly. I start to work on something, and inevitably, a few minutes in and it is…”Oh, look! Something shiny!” And it doesn’t even have to be that shiny……FarmVille anyone? Or maybe I think of something I wanted to look for online, google it, and then get stuck in an infinite google loop…..with one website leading me to another. A trail of bread crumbs to complete and utter slackination. Yes, I just made that up. I think it will catch on. You’ll see that baby in urban dictionary in no time. I would add it myself, but I am feeling like too much of a slackinator right now. (You see how I just did that right there? Bam!)

Ok, so when I am not busy adding new words to the English language, I get to take pictures of lovely families like this one.

This is Taylor. And she is not cute at all. Nope. Not those pigtails, or those cheeks. It’s a shame, really.

(and good grief, that was verbal irony, for the two of you that thought I may actually be saying she really was not cute, and are already composing your nasty email to me)

The hair. Dude. Kills me.

This is Shelby. Shelby is pretty cute herself. And a pretty awesome big sister too. And quite a fancy jumper.

And this is Ryan and Sara.


Sara invited me to lunch the next time she was up my way…and…..because she was so cool, I completely ignored the fact that I am antisocial and never leave my house and said that I would love to meet her for lunch. Maybe it was the pink in her hair. It is not often that I bump into someone else with pink hair. Either way. We are going to lunch this Monday. And I am going to try my very best to not act like a freak and scare her away. I do that sometimes. I have issues. One of those issues being that I tend to ramble…especially when I am nervous…..which is mostly always….especially if I am not in my house…..or I don’t know someone…..or if,Β  I am,Β  you know…breathing. And the interesting thing is, I do the same thing when I type…..yeah….just go on and on about nothing important…..all random and incoherent…….and I may type something about how my kids have a mii parade on the wii, with a mii of Jesus right next to the ones of Bugs Bunny, Luigi, and Billy Mays……what kind of freakishly awesome parade would that be if it were real? And then I catch myself and think, “Shutup, Melodee! Shut. Up!” And then I start to get more nervous…which makes me ramble even more. Ok, wait….what were we talking about? Oh yeah! Sara and Ryan! And their cute kids. And here they are….. Ok, bye.

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3 thoughts on “A Sedative? Why on Earth Would I Need A Sedative?”

  1. Julie Fowler says:

    Yes, they are cute…and you are right about the pig tails. Those parents better look out for all the boys that are sure to be hanging around soon. Once again, great family photoes.

  2. I like to think the reason you agreed to lunch was because I dazzled you with my rad personality. But really, it’s probably just my pink hair. Or you felt sorry for my complete lack of photogenicness (that’s not a word according to my spellchecker? See..I can make up words too!)

    Either way, don’t stress about it. To be honest, the more you act like a freak the better because I only wanted to hang out with you to make myself feel more normal. Haha…kidding! I’m looking forward to it πŸ™‚

  3. It’s like BAM! you’re back. And I like it. πŸ™‚ And I am jealous that you are going out to lunch with SOMEONE ELSE! I thought we had a deal to be anti-social together. So that it would catch on as something cool to do.

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