I Might Be Jealous
Thursday, April 29, 2010
burghbaby

I wouldn't cry if somebody forced me to become a professional photographer. At all. It would make all those hours of fidgeting with the various buttons on my camera totally worthwhile. It would be pay back for the time spent taking, literally, thousands and thousands of photos over the course of the past four years. It would give me an excuse to buy all sorts of fun camera equipment. It would allow me to make a living doing something I love more than just about anything else.

Mr. Husband couldn't tell you the different between f-stop and a shortstop. He has taken approximately . . . oh . . . seven photos in the past four years. Maybe eight. OK, nine, if you count that awkward one with the doll and the . . . uh . . . never mind.

Anyway. A couple of months ago, I jumped on my Nag-o-sawki and forced the man to push the little silver button on the camera. He took somewhere around nine photos, thereby doubling his lifetime experience as a photographer.

Guess who has a photo that he took published in a magazine.

(Photo by @eyerishgirl)

There might also be a little something about this website as well. Maybe.

Anyway, congrats to Mr. Husband.

Many thanks to @JMWander.

And many more thanks to all of you for continuing to stop by this little space.

You can read the Pittsburgh Magazine article here.

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