Something Silly

Our friends SG & PG came over on Sunday, with their 2 little boys. SG had just bought a new fancy telephoto lens for his camera and The Spouse had just figured out how to do rapid shots on our camera. This was important given that it was Seafair weekend, since the main thing one does if one isn't actually watching the races, is try to take pictures of the Blue Angels as they dive bomb the neighborhood. On standard mode one ends up with many pictures of empty sky and power lines. With the clicky clicky thing working, you get pictures of airplanes. (The proof of this is still in the camera as there are something like 2,412 shots, pretty much all of the same formation. And I'm not the one who's going to download them).

That's the background.

Cut to, PG and I running to the store because she forgot to bring a veggie burger for her 8 year old, who has currently decided he's not doing red meat. (She did remember the chewy rich and sinfully chocolate brownies with two kinds of ice cream. This is why I love her).

We are driving up the street back to the house and the guys are standing on the opposite corner with their cameras, shooting pictures of the approaching car. As I pulled into the driveway they rushed us.

Yes.

They were pretending to be paparazzi.







Thank heaven PG was wearing panties.