Weekly Photo Challenge: Unfocused

Unfocused Photography Is My Specialty!

Granddaughter's Smile
No matter how gorgeous the models are, something goes wrong…

Some of my best work has been out of focus. I blame my hands that mysteriously shake when I try to do something important, like take a photo or paint my nails.  Very annoying.

Yikes!
Sometimes the subjects move or freak out.

Children are not the only difficult subjects to photograph…

Oh For Petes Sake!
Why does this photo turn out focused?

Good thing I have a day job 😉

Diary of a Nicotine Addict: Month 11

I could tell you that my life is one big happy party because I quit smoking eleven months ago. But why start lying to you now? That would be like using a pencil to write diary entries so I could change things to be how I wanted. And wouldn’t that be cool? But I digress…

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The Bitch has been restless. (In case you missed earlier posts, “The Bitch” is my term for addiction.)  Being totally aware of my approaching 1-year anniversary, Ms. Bitch has been throwing opportunities at me to buy, borrow, or steal a cigarette. She is very good at this. And because her wicked ways have worked so many times on me, she is relentless. She’s hanging around patiently waiting for stress and weakness to bring me down.

Not to worry – I have beefed up security and will issue a “high-alert” warning to my reinforcements.

No, I am not trying to be flippant or funny (this time). I really do have reinforcements. One friend supplied me with enough sugar-free candy the day I quit to last a long time. I still have some in my office.  My BFF sent me a care package of assorted sugar-free lollipops, so I can do the “Kojak thing” when I need to. (If you don’t know what the Kojak thing is, you may be too young to be reading blogs on the Internet. Especially ones written by insane addicts. Just sayin’)

Fellow bloggers & readers cheer me on. The “Diary of an Addict” blog series has the most read posts this year at Not Pretending (to be sane). I hope that these posts sometimes help others keep their Bitches at bay. It helps me to write about it and be accountable for my behavior. I finally learned I couldn’t fight The Bitch alone.

I have a wonderful family scattered all over this United States praying for me to kick The F*^&$@! Bitch’s ass. Maybe not in those exact words…   I admit asking God to send my Guardian Angel down to kick The F*^&$@! Bitch’s ass for me. In those exact words, BTW.)

God is pretty used to me by now, so no sense pretending   😉

Fuggitabout The Bunny

The bunny is frozen this year…

Easter SnowmanMy Granddaughter made this snowman last week.  “You should have seen him right after she finished”, says my daughter, who doesn’t think to take a photo until 2-days after, when his head is already starting to shrink.

And then a warmish streak of weather came along and her snowman lost some weight, but he was still standing tall!

Thinner Snowman

I wonder if he is still in the backyard.

If he’s gone, she better hustle and make another one from last night’s snow. Someone is going to have to hide the eggs if the bunny isn’t going to do it.  She could actually make a snow bunny this time.

It just might work  😉