We went for breakfast Sunday morning. Our initial destination was packed, so we decided to use a sweet app on my phone called "UrbanSpoon" to find a cafe in another nearby town. We ate breakfast at a cafe off of the main street, then headed home.
Or so we thought.
We decided to drive on a road toward the mountains, just to see what was out there, before we headed home and to hopefully find a neat place to take some pictures.
Six hours, a trip to Estes Park and three mini mountain blizzards later, we were home again. What a wonderful Sunday.
It was such a nice day, William didn't even mind sitting in some weeds so I could take his picture. Again.
Happy Will.
Can you see what is technically wrong with these pictures?
I can.
His shoulders are blown out. Too white, too bright. If I was a pro, I would have seen that while we were shooting and not 5 hours later when I was trying to fix it in editing. Boo.
I shall remain a ninny-head picture taker, and leave the paying customers to the pros.
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Had a doctor yell at me today. She was returning a phone call of mine, but I happened to be counseling a patient when she called, so the tech put her on hold for about 90 seconds while I finished up my counsel. I answered in my nicest voice, because that's what I do.
"This is Dr. Butt-head, and I have been waiting on hold for 20 minutes now." She did not say this in her nicest voice.
I guess once you get your MD, all the hands on all the clocks in your world spin much faster. There must be a bazillion hours in doctor world, if 90 seconds of real world time represents 20 minutes in doctor world time. Or maybe Dr. Butt-head thinks that it's okay to lie to complete strangers about random facts. Or maybe Dr. Butt-head thinks how dare those lowly pharmacy folk put her, a doctor, on hold? Or maybe Dr. Butt-head has her head shoved so far up...
Never mind.
Some people have a real gift for ruining a perfectly good day.
I hope Dr. Butt-head gets puked on by a smelly little kid tomorrow.
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