Our weekend started with cheap, store bought bread made into french bread pizza. Quick, easy, yummy.
Sometimes, you crank up your ISO and forget about it the next time you pick up your camera.
Sometimes, it turns out kinda cool. Sometimes, you still want to smack your head on the wall.
Dandelions. Too much of a stretch? Feet? That's all I've got.
My daughter's First Holy Communion dress arrived to squeals. Loud ones.
(and they've all had a little grain thrown in.)
Sometimes, that's how it goes.