Oh, happy day. Steve was here yesterday, first time in three weeks. Damn, did I miss that man. But we settled right back into our routine as if there had been no time lapse. I didn’t have a whole lot of time, as I had a lot of work to do and I was meeting SpankCake for dinner last night; still, we managed to make up for lost time in a couple of hours.
Always in the quest for good pictures, Steve brought his GoPro camera this time, which he had on this extended pole thingamajig. It’s actually kind of neat — he could sync his phone with the GoPro, so while he was holding the camera up over us, he could see the image the camera would take on his phone screen. However, this also made things a bit cumbersome. He spent so much timing wrestling and futzing with the pole and the phone, I spent half my time just lying there and huffing sighs of exasperation. Sometime today, maybe?
“Your butt got firmer in the past three weeks!” he exclaimed. “No, it didn’t,” I scoffed. “Your hand got softer.”
(Uh, not really. His hand was just fine, thank you.)
So here are a couple of semi-action shots, two forms of media. Aren’t we techies! First is good old-fashioned cell phone (yes, the irony in that description is not lost on me), not the greatest quality, but I like it anyway:
And now here’s the whole rigmarole with the GoPro. You can see how he’s checking out the image on the phone and holding the camera, while I lie there oh-so patiently (stop laughing!) waiting.
At least this camera shows the red better.
Oh, and for those who wanna see me smile? I aim to please!
(I tried to get the overlay to match Steve’s shirt. I failed.)
My final word on the bare-breast photo from last week: As an experiment, I emailed it to John. No preamble, no explanation, just told him it was a selfie I’d taken and I wanted his opinion on it. He emailed back: “Young lady, we’re going to have to talk about such improprieties. And where did you Photoshop that perfect rack from??” HA! So far, so good. Later, when we got together, I brought up the picture, and then said that people had commented that I should smile. He actually burst out laughing, then said, “They kinda missed the point, didn’t they?”
Thank you, sweetheart. I knew you’d get it!
Dinner with SC was a lovely ending to an action-packed day. Oh, and when Steve said earlier, “You’re going to feel this when you’re sitting at dinner tonight!”?
He was right. 😀