No Shame

On Thursday I went to a wedding reception. Jason stayed at home to get Clara and Hazel in bed, so I went alone. Flying solo doesn't typically bother me; been there, done that. However, this was the first time I've gone into a photo booth by myself. Being it's an excuse for people to make out and look ridiculous for a camera, it makes doing it alone feel counterintuitive. But I did it and I had fun. I'm just super glad no one saw me posing like a fool for the "picture" only to realize the camera hadn't started snapping away just yet.