Sixth Monthaversary

We don't always leave the country or even the house for the monthaversary.

Sometimes we stay home.

For our sixth monthaversary, Husband, who is a great cook, but is also nortoriously slow, made me dinner. I didn't even have to chop, which I normally love to do, but just didn't feel like today. We had spent the morning, shopping for goods that we don't need for a while and I was tired. But not too tired to climb on a chair to attempt to get a photo of all of us.


Then Husband showed me an easier way to take a family photograph. which still didn't work, at least not exactly. Often you hear celebrities complain about the paparazzi,* but I think it would be great to have photographers around. I would totally let them into the house, too, but would hope they would stay off the furniture.

This is how it started out...Mmmmm mmmm mussels.

This is how it ended up...Mmmmm mmmm mussels.

And while Husband is slow on cooking, I am quick to stain my clothes. So I changed before we took the last photo.

Next month, Paris!

*As a once, current and future celebrity reporter, I can attest, this sentiment is phony on a variety of levels.

While there are some people (the Jolie-Pitts, anyone getting married, etc...) that the paparazzi hound unmercilessly, take a close look at where most of the photographs are taken. They are outside of Green Door, the Ivy, particular LA-area Starbucks, etc... While ocassionally the paparazzi are hanging on the street or sidewalks outside of the celebrity's house, it's usually when there is a scandal or a movie coming out.

I am not condoning stalking at all, I am merely saying that, in many cases, the attention that the celebrity decries in public is courted in a variety of ways. Also, especially when a project is released to the public, so is the celebrity. And then each caption will say, "Jane Doe, star of Movie, and her pekipoo Lala nosh on organic chickpeas with an unidentified male companion. Who is he?" Each mention in print is a coup.