Sunday, October 11, 2009

Vacation part 2 - Courtesy of One Very Handsome Man

Digital cameras be cursed. Be curse-ed.

You are so convenient, but your handiness comes rife with dilemmas, not the least of which is the proclivity you impose upon certain digital photographers to take 473 photos over the course of a 3 day vacation, upload them to the computer, and hastily forget about them.

Over dinner tonight several family members mentioned that they have not seen vacation photos yet. Oops.

Here I am, lightening fast, aiming to please.

(All of the following are brought to you by Cory and his beastly camera. This is the first of 2-3 total volumes in the series.)

I wonder again and again how I possibly got the two cutest kids on the planet. I ask them repeatedly how they got to be so cute. The only downside I see at this particular moment is the fact that their proximity highlights my rip-off-Summer pallor.

I can live with that.

Does this concern you? I was a sure-shot. I think it was because of the boots.

On day two of our Eastern adventure, we ventured North for a little quality time with Lady Liberty.

It was hair-whipping windy that day, but that is not the point of this photo. Calvin is still cute, but that is not the point, either. I am still pallid and wan, but even that is not the point.

The point of this picture is the benches on the Miss New Jersey ferry.

They were so park-benchy and so perfectly, perfectly chippy. And blue. I pondered them, thinking, as I often do, that their rightful owners and regular occupants surely do not recognize their beauty. It pained me then and pains me still to think that one day they will be cast aside for something "newer". And I won't even be notified.

It is impossible to see this on the horizon and not feel as Patriotic as a Toby Keith song or as American as a red checkered tablecloth, laden with potato salad.

I am so glad we made this trip. Until you see her for yourself, you cannot imagine her magnitude. It's really very awe-inspiring.

This here is the sole family picture taken over the duration of our vacation. The moral of the story: When you use a beastly camera, us lowly laypeople cannot be expected operate it properly.

The other moral: If you think there is a chance that you may pose for only one family photo on vacation, try to make it somewhere other than under disproportionately large nostrils.

What? You didn't realize that Calvin assisted with LL's construction?

So, we all climbed up to the base. It was plenty of climbing for a 3 and a 4 year old. At the precise moment that this shot was taken, I began having those familiar, irrational fears that a strong gust of wind was going to alight upon one of my children and propel him or her several feet into the air and over the ledge. Does this mean that I am afraid of heights?

Well, we really screwed this one up. Cory is still kicking himself. As his photo director, I had the fabulous idea to have each of the kids pose as The Statue, directly in front of The Statue. What was clever in theory was poorly executed as we failed to position them closer to the camera.

The good news is, Calvin has a long history of randomly posing as LL, as witnessed here, nearly one year ago.

Can you believe this NYC skyline? It's so beautiful...from a distance. The thought of being in it just makes me feel a little jittery and a little claustrophobic. I don't ever really desire to spend time in the city, although Pioneer Woman went and lived to tell.

We ended our day on the NJ/NY line with a quiet stroll down a railroad track.

It seemed like the right thing to do at the time. Now that I'm out of that New York state of mind, I'm not so sure.