Obviously, I'm a day late in blogging. But yesterday was a day for recovering from the election results, and both Ben and I took a day off work. I did some retail therapy at Goodwill and then got to have lunch with my friend Katie (who I haven't properly hung out with in ages). So there was no blogging. Sorry not sorry.
Today? Today I'm not going to talk about politics. Enough people are doing enough of that. I don't need to join in. Today I'm going to talk about something much better: engagement pictures.
Instead of waking up to discover the new president, like yesterday, I woke up this morning to a text from Casey (my co-worker, friend, and photographer) with a link (and, more importantly, the password) to the rest of our engagement photos that she took a little over a week ago!
It was the first Sunday where I wasn't working, the weather was finally vaguely fall-like, and we were all amazingly free. We met up at Lafayette Square Park (along with several other groups and their attending photographers), and dived right in.
Obviously, this was not my first time for the whole engagement picture thing. The last time was, oh... 10 years ago? I'll admit I tried to find some lingering proof of those pictures to serve as some bizarre time capsule (I had bangs, my natural hair color, and was dressing boho-chic at the time), but I'm pretty sure I very thoroughly destroyed nearly all evidence that I was ever married before. And that's more than fine with me.
So while it felt vaguely familiar when Casey started posing us, it wasn't exactly as if I'm an old pro at it. Plus, I still get incredibly self-conscious whenever someone points a camera at me. (I know, I know. I'm the queen of selfies and I take pictures of myself, selfies and otherwise, all the time at work. But that's different.)
It helped that Casey is a good friend and that I feel comfortable with her (and, more importantly, with Mark). I will admit that there was a brief moment in the bookstore where I flailed around and exclaimed that I "didn't know what to do with my arms!" but otherwise, my posing game has gotten a little bit better over the years.
We may have been a little too comfortable with Casey. I don't know how many times we cracked up when we were supposed to be looking at each other "lovingly." Moreover, we had to hold chaste little kisses so repeatedly that the whole concept of kissing just became... odd. So very odd.
But, I think she got some good photos. Maybe.
After walking all over Lafayette Square Park, we drug Casey over to one of our favorite bookstores, The Book House, and continued the madness there. And I bought a few books, of course. Well... Mark bought them for me, since I had accidentally (Mark: "Sure, accidentally.") left my wallet and keys in my other purse.
Obviously, we had a pretty good time taking pictures. That in itself is not surprising, seeing as we generally have a good time no matter what. But it was great having Casey along for the ride to make us look all presentable and photogenic and tell us where to stand (and what to do with my arms), instead of looking like the hot mess we usually are. Plus, it's nice to not have the only pictures of us be a) selfies or b) Fish Eye Fun photos.
So. We still have absolutely no plans as far as what we're actually doing for our wedding (besides "as little as possible"), BUT. We have engagement pictures accomplished! So, I think that's something.
It's better than nothing, anyway.
Of course right.