While Mr. Lovebug and I were posing for some fountain-side photos during cocktail hour, I suddenly remembered this adorable photo of the newly wed Mr. and Mrs. Onion:
(photo by Daria Bishop Photography)
Ridiculously sweet, right? You can almost hear the little *click!* of her heels neatly hitting the pavement. But the best part is Mr. Onion’s “and down you go, little lady!” expression.
With this shot in mind, I hopped onto the fountain next to where we stood. I instructed Mr. LB to “lift me down, cute-like” (well, I don’t know for sure what I said - but I can totally see myself saying that), and Chris snapped the picture.
People, what possessed me to think that my fountain hop would be anywhere NEAR as cute as that of a woman who has fingers the size of hors d’oeuvres, I really don’t know. But at least I have these lovely shots of Mr. LB struggling not to get flattened by me instead:
I only wish you could hear the guttural “whoa now!” grunts that went along with them. Really made me feel like quite the Tinkerbell.
Oh, and the utterly scary/bizarre shape of my boob in that last shot is just an added bonus for your Monday. Enjoy.
Yet again you cause me to nearly break a rib stifling my laughter at work… And I am sure that I’m not alone in that reaction.