Monday, December 21, 2009

It's a chick thing

My sister-in-law sent us a card with pictures of my nephew. And, phew, they are clothing that kid for photography these days. (This is the post where I offend everyone who has naked professional photography of their kids and that includes most of my family and good friends.) (If it makes you feel any better, just think about all the crazy hits I am bound to get for having the words naked professional photography in my blog. There are A LOT of people in Algeria searching for porn. I have learned from experience that if you blog that you are in a pissy mood, a lot of people searching for pissy women in Algeria will find you. Just thought I would share that as a public service announcement to my fellow bloggers.)

Anyway, kudos to all of you having selected the naked baby pictures over the pictures where you put your child in a tie and then sit him in a briefcase or in a tin bucket and then covered her in silk flowers. That is much worse. You could have gone that route but you didn't so I respect you for that.

But that's not the point. The point is that the card that my sister-in-law sent is a Sloane Tanen card - the one with the chicks doing yoga at 3:30 in the afternoon. If you have no idea what I am talking about, search on Sloane Tanen in Google and then select the images. She is so clever and I laugh out loud at her pictures and the captions. I posted the card up in my cube and it has certainly made it a much better cube. I have tried to explain to my husband why her pictures are funny, but he just doesn't get it.

There is a picture of a toy chick on a swing and she says something to herself about how her mother was right, she really is the prettiest and smartest chick at the playground. I am telling my husband it is funny because mothers really do say that to their daughters, and daughters really do have a moment where they believe it, but it is usually like a period of ten minutes and the rest of your life you never feel that way again. My husband just has this blank stare like now that I've explained it, it's even less funny, and why is this toy chick on the toy swing and why is there an entire book of photography of toy chicks at the gynecologist, at Hooters, etc. The books have been out for awhile, but they stand the test of time, for chicks.

That's the appropriate use of chickens in entertainment.

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