photography~ Short People Problems

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Self-portrait 28/52

 

This is how I feel every time I get in my SUV. 😀

 

We recently bought a 7 passenger SUV for me, because….kids.  As soon as I saw it I loved it, it’s a fully loaded Nissan Armada, Platinum addition. We bought it used to avoid car payments, you’d never know it was used though because it is in pristine condition, which made me want it even more.   It is however, a beast!  It’s so big in fact that even with the seat fully raised and the pedals moved up as far as they can go, I can’t see over the damn dash board. The struggle is real my friends.  Being 5′ 1″ has it’s perks, but in this situation….not so much.  Let’s just say that I have Googled “adult car booster seats” on more than one occasion, for real!  I’ve had the SUV for a few weeks now and am happy to say I’ve gotten used to driving it, with a thick pillow under my ass to lift me up…of course.

 

Like always, all images can be seen bigger on Flickr.

 

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photography ~ Anniversary

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Self-Portrait 25/52

 

 

“She had a weakness for his hand on her neck and his words in her heart. Neither of which did she have the willpower to refuse.” -JmStorm

 

Twelve years ago today I met my husband in person for the first time. We started chatting online, via Match.com. Today we are still crazy in love, he’s my best friend and when we are together it is non-stop laughter. It’s funny how things work out. Happy Anniversary to us!

Like always, all images can be seen bigger on Flickr.

 

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photography ~ Sleepy Bears

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Self-portrait 20/52

A quick self portrait from last night with two of my girls…and their furry friends.

 

Like always, all images can be seen bigger on Flickr.

 

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photography ~ Happy Humpday

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Let’s just call this what it is, a gratuitous photo of my ass.  I’m not going to pretend that this is some well thought out photograph that I labored over, it’s not. What this is, is a photo that I originally took for myself, to see my progress; I’ve been working out a lot.  I’ve been working hard on not hating my butt, and when I saw this… I didn’t hate it so much. So there you go.  It’s not perfect, it’s not the end result I’m looking for, but what it is… is progress, and progress is good.

 

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photography ~ Wednesday

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Self-portrait 15/52

 

This past Wednesday one of my little girls turned 6 years old.  She had a list of things we were going to do that day.  One of the places we went to had these kid sized hamster tubes, that is where her and her younger sister spent most of the time.  My husband and I were sitting there bored out of our minds, so naturally, I decided to pull out the camera and entertain ourselves.  This shot is the only somewhat normal photo I was able to get of us two. The other images I took were of us laughing our asses off, making stupid faces, licking each other, or groping each other. Good times!  My husband is actually my best friend, we seem to laugh uncontrollably most times we are together, this day was no different. So instead of taking anything fancy for this weeks self-portrait, I figured I’d stick with something more real life instead.

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Cheers!

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photography ~ I’d kill for some company

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Self-portrait 11/52

“If you have never lost your sanity, then you have never been in love.”

 

My week 11 of 52 self portrait.  I decided to partake in this weeks ‘Self Portrait Sunday’ event with ‘The Art of Self Portraiture’ community over on G+, the theme is ‘Love’.

 

This photo is lyrically inspired by the song ‘In Boxes by Aurora’, I’ve been wanting to do a photo to this song for a few years now. If you haven’t heard it, give it a listen, it’s a bit twisted… I like twisted. 😉

Some of the lyrics:

“Here I am still lonely with the souvenirs
I would kill for some company
Temporarily
I did once have a lover only kept his hands
They can dance and play the songs for me
Play until I sleep”

 

What’s this image have to do with love?  Well… I’m a fan of hands and the way they can make you feel. I’ve often told my husband that when he dies, or when I kill him… I’m keeping his hands. The man has magic fingers, but even aside from the many sexual pleasures they provide, they offer a sense of intimacy that I’ll never tire of, a closeness that even in silence can be felt with something as simple as putting his hand in mine. Sigh… (let me have my girl moment here).  Hand holding is where it’s at!  So much so that when I had my friend with benefits (when I was single),  hand holding was on my list of no-no’s.  It’s just too….intimate and caring, don’t care about me, just do me! Hee… I clearly have issues!

 

This….right here:

“Have you ever really held the hand of someone you love? Not just in passing, a loose link between you – but truly clasped, with the pulses of your wrists beating together and your fingers mapping the knuckles and nails like a cartographer learning a country by heart?”
― Jodi Picoult

 

On a lighter note, his hands belong to me, I’m keeping them…forever!

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Like always, all of my images can be seen bigger on Flickr.  If you follow me on Instagram, I’ll be posting the SOOC (straight out of camera) version there, flaws and all.

 

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Q & A… Sort of

I didn’t expect the video to be so long when I started talking.   Next time I’ll be sure to tackle one question at a time, keeping it short and simple.   Feel free to turn this into a drinking game, every time I swear or say “um” you should take a swig of something, you’ll be toasted by the end. I’ll try to be mindful of that next time too. I’m learning as I go.

 

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photography ~ Death Warmed Over

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Self-portrait 9/52

 

“Health is not valued till sickness comes.” – Thomas Fuller

 

Here is my week 9 photo, a fair representation of how I felt earlier this week.  I’m dying, start planning my funeral!  I might be a bit over dramatic sometimes, just a little.   My kids were also sick, they handled it way better than I did.  I’m happy to say that everyone is back to 100%, and last night was a really good night in comparison to the rest of the week. Onward!

 

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Happy Valentine’s Day

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“The thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways….” Self-Portrait

 

Hello there…

 

I must admit, I woke up in a fantastic mood! Feeling a bit frisky today, more so than normal. Can’t say it’s because it’s Valentine’s day though, because… well… so what? It’s just another day, and as much as I love being in love, and in lust, and having loads of sex…. today doesn’t provide any more of those things than a typical day would. Although I’d totally be on board with tons of extra sex today. Just throwing that out there in case my husband reads this. *come home early*

 

I don’t really think that I’m the romantic type, don’t get me wrong… I wouldn’t turn down a nice quiet night filled with dinner and flowers, but if it doesn’t end in sex I’m probably going to be disappointed. Yes, I’ve been told often that I’m like a guy when it comes to sex, but just because I tell you to get out and grab the money off the dresser when you’re done doing me, doesn’t mean I don’t love you. I’m kidding, I don’t pay… just get out.

 

Told you, I’m in a fun mood today, in the spirit of Valentine’s day, I’m probably going to send as many distracting text/sext messages to the hubby today, because sending nudes and dirty messages is just part of what keeps marriages alive. I highly recommend you try it, just make sure you’re sending them to the right person… trust me on this one… double check because the last thing your mom wants to see is a photo of your junk, so I’ve been told. Sorry mom.

 

What about you all, any big plans today? Did you even know it was Valentine’s day, do you care?

 

If you are struggling with what to say to that special man in your life, I find that this works:

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And remember…

 

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ALWAYS!!!

 

Like usual…. All of my photography can be seen bigger on Flickr, you know… in case you need to see me life size.  We both know Photoshop is my friend, so I try to keep the flaws to a minimum over there, but here’s a before and after, because… I’m not flawless in real life.

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My list of Must-do’s when taking a sexy photo.

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‘Ricochet’ Self-Portrait

One of the many things I love about photography, self-portraits in particular, is that you can tell any story you want about yourself.  It’s as simple as a costume change, makeup, pose, hair, etc.  Me? I thoroughly enjoy getting all dolled up and letting my sexy side show.  I thought about just posting the above photograph and leaving it at that, because… damn… I look fucking good. Right? I’m so modest. lol

But I don’t always look like this, it takes work to look sexy in an image.

I thought I’d share some of my ‘must do’s’, ways I like to convey sex appeal in my self-portraits:

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Step 1: Finger in the mouth. People love fingers in the mouth, and anything that draws attention to the lips.

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Step 2: Sexy eyes. Eye contact is important!

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Step 3: Push tits together…because, well…who doesn’t like cleavage? It’s like saying, “Look! Another place to put your dick.”

If you’ve learned anything, I hope it’s that you realized—the sexiest thing you can do is just be your damn self. Even if you look like an idiot most of the time, like I usually do. Trying to keep it real. Enjoy!

 

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What’s the Frequency?

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Benzedrine ~ Self-Portrait

Like most of you know, I’ve been avoiding as much news and online garbage since November.  Well… recently I’ve been reminded as to why.  I caught myself trying to decipher a few news stories that conflicted with each other.  After reading pages upon pages, trying to figure out the actual facts, I started to go a bit crazy.  What happened to true journalism? I’d love to just get the story and decide for myself how I feel about it, without everyone trying to shove their own views onto me.  I get it, William Tager, I fucking get it!

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Divergence

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Self-Portrait ‘Duality’

Who am I? It depends on the context.

I’m always myself, but the side I show varies with the each audience.   I don’t think that’s necessarily a bad thing, and as much as I admire people who put all of themselves out there 100% of the time, I just can’t do it, nor do I want to.

Once I’m comfortable with someone, forget it though…. I’m an open book, they will get all of me whether they want it or not. I’ll bring on the perverted, crazy, psychotic that I truly am, but why scare them off right away? Right?

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I have many sides,  few people are unlucky enough to get them all. But let’s be honest, there are some settings where you just have to refrain from showing your true self, like…

A bake sale at your kids school for example:

“Hey, I’m Dye, so and so’s mother.”
“I’m Mary, nice to meet you. Care for one of my muffins, I brought a big box.”

 

Now this… this is where I refrain, because you know what I’m thinking of saying?

You have a big box and you want me to eat your muffin. 😀

 

That’s just one of many examples.  The truth is, you get the me that I’m comfortable with showing you.

When I do self-portraits I like to show my sexy side, or my fun side, very seldom will I show or talk about my feelings, which I have many of because, well… I’m a girl.

In a professional setting, I keep it classy, or at least I try to. Sometimes I’ll do something stupid and ruin my image. On a few occasions, just recently in fact, I’ve sent out emails using the wrong email account, the one where my signature links to all of my online shenanigans. Sigh… I might as well have just sent a message saying, “It was a pleasure to work with you, oh by the way…. here’s a link if you want to see my ass and read about how much I love sex. Okay then, let’s do business again.” Arghhh!  This is what happens when you have multiple email, Instagram, and Facebook accounts, you lose track.

Oh well, thankfully it takes a lot to embarrass me, I am who I am. You either like me, or you don’t.Whatever face I show you, it’s still 100% me, it’s just usually not all of me at once.

…..And that’s what inspired the image above.  Every month one of the Self-Portrait groups I’m a part of will hold a photography challenge.  This month the theme is ‘Duality’, a way of showcasing different sides of your personality. Here’s the information if anyone is interested in participating.

January Self-Portrait Challenge

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Game Day Decisions

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Self-portrait “What to wear, what to wear?”

 

Playoffs are tonight and I have been anxiously waiting alllllll day for the game to start. Go Pats!!

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‘Dismissed’

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‘Dismissed’ Self-Portrait

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Didn’t expect my first self portrait of 2017 to be kind of depressing looking. Geez! I hope this isn’t a sign of things to come this year. :/

I was actually in a decent mood when I took this.  Of course, it was only 7am and everyone was still asleep, so I had no reason to be blah….yet.  As the day went on however….BLAH!  Maybe subconsciously I knew that when the the kids woke up they would act like awful demon spawns sent here to test every ounce of patience I had “kids”.  Ah…yes, my little angels! By the end of the day I was run ragged.  Didn’t help that I also felt old yesterday, I don’t usually feel that way, but I’m starting to notice how gravity is taking over my face, and I hate it. Thank goodness for make up, and Photoshop, and boobs that distract people from looking at my face. Even I, in this photo am staring down at my boobs, thinking “you’re all that’s saving me, don’t let me down, boobs!”

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No news is good news.

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Self-Portrait

Ever need to get away from it all and unplug for a little bit?

Two weeks ago I decided to just go ahead and do it, and I couldn’t be happier about my decision.  Now I’m not talking about completely disconnecting from my online life, that’d be crazy!! Baby steps, people! But… I did deactivate my personal Facebook account and haven’t been online as much since doing that. Notice I didn’t say “delete” my Facebook account. Of course I’ll be back again at some point, I think?

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This made me laugh. As much as I love attention, quitting Facebook isn’t really what I’d do to get it, I mean seriously…. I have boobs! Big, round, fake, attention getting boobs. See, have your attention now, don’t I?

The last couple of years I’ve become a bit addicted to Facebook. I’m always on it, even if I’m not interacting.  Not that that really bothers me too much. I thoroughly enjoy the online friendships and it’s a great place to keep in touch with old friends, and family. I’m the type that loves to know all about you, wants to see your kids, your pets, your selfies, and your daily activities….in a non-stalkery sort of way…. yeah, yeah, let’s go with that. I’m also the type that will look in your windows if you leave your curtains open though…in a non-pervy way of course *ahem*.   I suppose this is one of the reasons I enjoy self-portraits so much, it’s an extra glimpse into the lives of others.

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I definitely don’t text and drive, but I have on many occasions closed Facebook on my PC to immediately pick up my phone and check it again, just in case I missed something important, you know….like photos of what everyone is eating for lunch.

Every time I’ve thought about taking a break I’d come up with a couple of reasons why I couldn’t, these were easy excuses for me to use to stay connected.

  1. I’ll lose touch with everyone.
  2. If I deactivate or delete my personal page, my other pages will automatically go inactive as well.

I have a few Facebook pages, including the one attached to this blog that is run by my personal page.  I didn’t want to lose those and couldn’t see how to keep one without the other.

So I posed the question on Facebook asking if anyone knew a way around this, thankfully a few friends did and were able to show me the loophole.  Once I knew how to do it it took me a few days to convince myself that it was for the best.

See, as much as I love seeing all the good that everyone is up to, it also comes with all the bad negative drama as well.  If you have Facebook you know what I’m talking about. *cough, cough* Politics…among other things.

One of the first things I do in the morning is check all of my online accounts, Facebook being one of them. Most mornings I’d checked it just to read the messages I received, but then I’d see my news feed and get sucked in. I would start to scroll through some stuff, skip some other stuff, read some comments, and more comments, and conversations, and before I knew it I’d be over an hour in and extremely annoyed with myself for wasting so much time on reading news I couldn’t give two shits about. Not the best way to start the day, and not the way I wanted to spend any free time I had throughout the afternoons and evenings.

At the moment, I don’t miss it at all!  I still chat with my friends and family, only now it’s on my blogs Facebook page, and instead of my news feed being filled with negativity and dumb fucking Minion memes, seriously with the Minion memes… STOP! It makes zero sense to post a photo of a Minion with a deep and meaningful fucking quote!

Let me indulge a bit on this pet-peeve. Why in the fuck would these quotes need a Minion with them?!!! Grrrrrr…..

This one however…perfectly acceptable!

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Tangent there… what was I saying?

Oh yeah, now I get to log onto my blogs Facebook page, read messages and chat, and only see whatever I post there, no negative BS, not my friends or family bickering, no news reports filled with all the bad stuff going on in this world. In this case….ignorance is a bit blissful.

Of course, I’m still a social media whore….but now I’m a happier one. Nothing better than a happy whore, am I right?

You know where to find me….here at the Blog, Instagram, Twitter, Flickr, G+, Email, Smoke signals, Ouija board, AshleyMadison.com… I’m kidding, just seeing if you’re paying attention!

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