Something tells me that even Pat Benatar (that goddess of rock), has suffered the dreaded “mid-chew” photo. The “mid-chew” photo is also closely associated with the “mid-sneeze,” “about to cough,” or “squinting into the sunlight” shot. If you can’t relate to seeing the two-dimensional version of yourself looking as though you are barreling down the tallest hill of a roller coaster even though you are clearly (in the photo anyway) seated on your aunt’s couch… then chances are that you are the person behind the camera who takes those horrible photos.
It began innocently enough: the sunlight was ripe for a good photography session and luck favors the prepared so I wandered into our back lot with my camera at the ready. The goats followed me around as I clambered over fallen trees and low-crawled through mud in my determination to capture that perfect shot. Occasionally, I’d snap random photos of them peering through the leaves at me as they munched contentedly.
Later that evening, as I uploaded the photos onto my computer — it became instantly apparent that I’d crossed the line into enemy territory. I’d become THAT person: the camera-holding smiling person whose blinding flash promises to immortalize the most unflattering moments of our lives. And you thought humans were the only ones to suffer such indignities… ha. Not on my watch.
And who did I throw under the candid-shot bus? Apple. Poor gal. I owe her big time. I’ll let her take my picture on Christmas morning or coming out of a public restroom stall or worse yet: with a flash under fluorescent lighting. *shivers in horror*
I think she’ll probably forgive me just this once though. Goats are very forgiving creatures and they have that rare ability to be able to laugh at themselves. Case in point:
And that photo was not staged. Babka has decided that food just tastes better if you are standing in it.
Okay… so fess up.
Raise your hand if you’ve been singing “Hit Me With Your Best Shot” under your breath this entire time.
I know I have.