This morning I woke up still a little tired and a lot emotional. The only thing that was going to make me feel better, a good cry and a 10 minute soliloquy on why my life sucks. I would have gladly turned to Husband and given him an open invitation to my pity party, but this weekend he is on location in Jamaica and a snotty, blabbering call complete with self pity rant to his cell phone at colossal international rates, well that would not have been embraced in the “there there, everything will be ok” manner I was seeking, so instead I turned to my parents, they’re always available to listen to my woes. But when I called, there was no answer. What the?? Ok, that’s fine, they have a life outside of me, I get it. I’m not happy, but I get it, I’ll just call my brother, but no answer there either. All this unavailability is sending me over the emotional edge, so I send emergency texts to Husband:

My text: I’m emotional, I want to cry and no one is picking up their phones. Its making me want to cry more.

Husband’s text: Who you callin?

My text: My parents, my brother, everyone.

Husband’s text: Try calling The Scratcher, she fell in her race yesterday, so she’ll probably want to cry with you.

For those who don’t know, The Scratcher (not her real name) is an Irish 100m hurdler and one of my BFF’s and Scratcher if your reading this, am sorry to broadcast your racing mishap, but it was an important part of the story.

My text: Awesome, Scratcher will definitely be up for a good cry.

So I call, but she’s not picking up either. What the?? I give up, nobody wants to hear from me. The pity party has been cancelled due to lack of interest and all thats left for me to do is get on with the rest of my day. Its so not fair.

But for today’s photo I decided to post this little gem of a shot. Yep, that’s me giving my best worst side profile face. Katrina captured this magic moment as I was shooting the groomsmen walking towards me at a wedding a couple of weeks ago. I was actually walking backwards as I was shooting and so didn’t realize until the last second that I was about to back up right into Katrina. This was that moment of realization. Thanks girl for snapping that.

And if your not jealous of my uber trendy camera bag, then you should be. Its called a Shootsac (I know, great name huh?) and this wee thing packs everything I need for a full day of wedding shooting. Lenses, batteries, flash, CF cards, water, snacks and gum, all in one little messenger style shoulder bag. Love it!

And here is the shot I was so focused on capturing.

6 Responses to “Nobody Wants To Come To My Party”

  1. Nadine says:

    So we had the same day, apparently… :/
    …because my day ran much the same! Weird. Hope you are feeling better!
    p.s. what a faboo shootsac, you lucky thing! ^_~

  2. Rupa says:

    sorry that i couldn’t have been there for ya’ girlie…my phone was dead…should’ve given you my hubby’s phone so you could’ve called if you wanted…hope your week is going better…let’s do a “fun-no work” night out this week — we could all use it! xoxo

  3. Karen Shinkins says:

    Nadine: I’m sorry, if I’d known I would have called you and we could have had a good cry together. Next time, I promise.

    Rupa:You leave for the beach and everything falls apart, let that be a lesson to ya.

  4. Nadine says:

    Let’s hope there isn’t a need for a next time, neh? That would be fantastic!

  5. Rupa says:

    p.s. i’ll never go to the beach again! ; )

  6. Shinks!!!!! I’m a bad bad bad friend. But if I don’t answer you should send a dramatic text which will always get an immediate response. I was so up for a big boo hoo moan and pity party. I was in serious feeling sorry for myself mode so I would have loved the bond. Fear not though there are no doubt many pity parties to come!
    When are you home??? Bonding is key…………
    Scratcher

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