Me and My 8 Seconds

It has been brought to my attention by a faithful blog reader that there are rarely any photos of me on the blog. I think this is fairly typical. It is usually the mommy behind the camera, not posing in front of it.

It does occur to me sometimes to ask T to snap a photo or 2. But often the moment passes and we never get around to it.

But, I thought I would go back in the photos and see what I may have missed during my months long break from blogging. I found a few snaps, and you are in for a treat, faithful reader!

In February, our good friend Stuart celebrated his 40th birthday. They threw no ordinary fete, but a Wild West themed party! Everyone came as cowboys or Indians and the house was turned into a cowboy saloon. I was so impressed that everyone made the effort to come in costume. It was great fun! With a pig roasting on a spit, baked beans, cornbread, and lots of other yummy cowboy-ish fare.

The best part, however, had to be the mechanical bull they rented and had parked in the front yard. It may have taken me a couple glasses of courage- but I did it. I rode the bull.

T also enjoyed the challenge of the mechanical bull. I won't take all the glory. I believe he was even the champ, beating out all the other cowboys, and complaining of a sore groin for several days.

Somehow, I managed to go all afternoon without snapping a single photo of D. She wore a denim skirt, plaid top, and cowgirl hat to the party. But shortly after arriving, dove into her friends' dress up collection and came out as a princess.

C, however, remained in costume all afternoon. Is he searching the programmed songs for some honky-tonk?

He even had a go at the bull.