Photo Shoot

On Sunday’s it’s easy to look at the calendar for the upcoming week and feel overwhelmed by the thought of having to repeat the same old routine.

To make it through another dull week, I find it’s best to have something exciting one day to look forward to. This is why I have come up with a foolproof way to ensure that another dry week doesn’t threaten to suffocate me with boredom.

My plan to skirt inevitable monotony is to try something new every week. As long as it’s an adventure, I’m going for it. As long as it’s fun and exciting, I’m up for it. As long as it doesn’t involve wearing tights as pants, I’m game.

The idea for my first adventure rose out of a situation I’m sure we all have been in at least once in the past five years.

I needed a new Facebook profile picture.

It may be taboo to say out loud, but I know we have all been there. I was tired of the same grainy pictures where I strategically cropped out a dear friend because I didn’t want visitors to my Facebook page to guess which person in the profile picture was in fact Katie McGee.

This need for a satisfactory individual picture of myself was answered when a close friend suggested we go out and take pictures. Now, I am firmly convinced that the gene that deems a person photogenic passed right over me, and I laughed at the proposition.

However, the itch for a new picture was too strong.

I found myself getting dressed up “country style” in boots and a plaid button-down and heading down to the stockyards for a photo shoot. As we got started, it was apparent to my poor photographer that I was no pro at photo shoots.

I didn’t know what to do with my hands (I felt like Ricky Bobby). I didn’t know what to do with my body. I certainly didn’t know what to do with my face. As the camera clicked away, I put my hands in the middle of my face. I shifted into awkward positions. I blinked continuously, and I scrunched and contorted my face in every direction. I fell off of things, I fell into things, and there was a point where my entire backside was covered in burrs. Painful? Yes.

But, I had fun.

In the end, that’s all that matters. I tried something new and truly enjoyed myself. I am ready for whatever is coming next week. I’m thinking I might take my hand at cooking a meal. Any suggestions? The harder the recipe, the more interesting it may be. Especially since I haven’t tried anything harder than Hot Pockets and Break ‘n Bake cookies.

And yes, I got a new profile picture out of the adventure. I actually had too many good options to choose one. My photographer conquered the impossible and I was proved very wrong.

Here is my favorite picture, and proof that anything is possible:

To see the rest of the shoot, click here.

Adventure on,

Katie