Sentences with phrase «taking pictures of the husband»

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I had too much fun taking pictures of the dozens and dozens of cookies my husband made.

My husband nearly choked on his own spit when he asked where I was going with the digital camera and I told him, «to take a picture of my buns»... hamburger buns of course.

(Which would have been eaten as well, but I hid it so I could take a picture of it — and yes, my husband got to eat it after the picture!)

Thanks to a combination of a professional videographer husband, fun and funky filters on Instagram, as well as a dollop of laziness, I didn't really know the first thing about taking great pictures.

I used to take pictures on my phone of them and send them to my husband via text...» look at cute cats!»

My husband came in and took pictures of one of our last moments bonding together in that way and I cherish the memory and the closure that came with it all.

And at some point, I'll get my husband to take a humiliating «before» picture of me so we'll have something to compare it to in a month.

At the end of the day, you may even want to enlist your husband or friend to take the pictures.

Your husband has taken countless of pictures of you and your kiddo outside in front of your garage door.

Recently, I was looking through some old photos and came across the pictures I'd taken of a little project my husband and I did as a way to honor our daughter, Zuri.

Home video, digital camera, disposable camera, black and whites, full color glossies, professional videographer, cell phone that takes pictures, the professional photographer you used for your wedding, your mother / husband / sister / cousin with a disposable camera in hand... How did you capture pictures of birth?

My husband has been enormously supportive with breastfeeding all 3 of our kids and with the 4th due to arrive in August, he's even asked me if it would be okay to take pictures of me nursing in various places as part of a public health campaign (he's a preventive medicine doc).

My husband took pictures at both of my births and I like them.

I keep telling my husband «take the carbs out of the picture, and the picture changes» whenever he asks why things happening to HIM are different from other people (specifically grain - eaters), and why his doctor seems so clueless about the «abnormality» of his labs.

That meant daily hikes or walks, cooking meals without worrying about recipe testing or taking pictures of everything I made, and spending time with my husband and family.

And I asked my husband if he could take pictures of it.

So I asked my husband to take pictures of me in a moment where I felt good.

I always seem to wear it when my husband is not home and therefore I have no one to take pictures of me wearing it.

There was always plenty of seating to enjoy the breath - taking views as evident by the picture in the collage above where my husband is seated in a swing.

We then walked to The Millennium Bridge to see a view of downtown and took more pictures (my husband is so sweet to be my blog photographer).

Oh, and in case you're curious, it's really difficult to get a good photo of your back when you're trying not to freeze while taking pictures with an impatient husband and a dog who would rather be playing at the park.

I have my husband take pictures of me too for «fashion» posts.

Our husbands are both over taking pictures of us, so it was perfect.

Although, I will admit that the Christmas - card - picture - taking - process is NOT one that I'm a fan of... Just because trying to wrangle a husband who admittedly dislikes getting his «picture made,» a baby who is no longer a baby and does not want to sit still, and two dogs who are ready to chase any and all things they see... it's not exactly a recipe for a great picture.

For my blog, we take a lot of my outfit pictures either right after work or over the weekend and I typically write all of my posts over the weekend so I can spend time with our family during the day and with my husband after our son goes down at night.

In between all of that, my husband and I are taking the weekend to explore Asheville, NC which is supposed to be pretty cool and I'm looking forward to taking lots of pictures and reporting back to you all.

For my husband Ron, the man who takes the best pictures of me for this blog and finds the best backgrounds.

My husband takes a picture of me and the kids every year on Mother's Day so I'd love it for that.

Just think, a few seconds from now you might be looking at a picture of your next date, or even your future husband or wife (though it usually takes a little longer than that!)

On September 12, when Mark Harris officially returned to Grantland to cover the Oscar race (he stepped aside last season due to the conflict of husband Tony Kushner's Lincoln being in contention), he penned this dead - on and intentionally prickly piece, which took to task the festival - going, hastily - Tweeting types who hurried to declare 12 Years a Slave this year's Best Picture winner.

A mother and wife to an alcoholic dockworker, Larsson (played by Maria Heiskanen) came to taking pictures by chance and continued out of passion and talent, snapping portraits of her neighbors and even making a small business when her husband (Mikael Persbrandt) was in jail or serving in World War II.

Not so long after, Abby's husband, Julian (Dan Hedaya), who runs a honkytonk bar, hires a gleefully perverse, 10 - gallon - hat - sporting private dick, Loren (M. Emmet Walsh), to first take pictures of the lovers and then kill them.

The uncomplicated yet ingeniously knotted plot takes a classic noir murder — a man killing his lover's husband so they can be together — strips away the genre clichés and infuses the film with the introspective moodiness, dynamic camerawork, unadorned location shots, and stylized but emotionally naked performances that would become a hallmark of the New Wave pictures that followed by Francois Truffaut, Jean - Luc Godard, Claude Chabrol, Jacques Rivette, Eric Rohmer and Malle himself.

She took comfort in the normalcy of the meal she'd prepared, and when she saw her husband and her daughter at their usual places at the table, and the food all laid out like in a magazine picture, she felt a glimmer of hope.

Taking care of her husband's every need while putting her own aside, Jane Sims» life seems picture - perfect.

«I sent my husband Andrew a picture of Joey and I said he's up for adoption, can we take him?

THE BEST wildlife PICTURES CAN BE TAKEN while undertaking a private safari with my husband Conor, a registered guide, who will give you an outstanding experience in the 160,000 hectare wilderness area of the Addo Elephant National Park.

Take one glance at the game cases that make up my husband's video game library, and you'll get an instant picture of the type of gamer that he is.

Kefa Jawish takes pictures of the rubble as she heads with her husband to check their house for the first time in four years in Aleppo's northeastern Haydariya neighborhood on Dec. 4.

While my husband continues to shovel snow, I'm taking pictures of window boxes gracing the street on which my hotel is located.

Naturally, my husband responded to each complaint with some form of «well, we can always have new ones taken later» or, «at least we got some of the pictures back».

His photographer took great pictures of our home and my husband and I were truly pleased with his quick responses to our needs.

Hey, several months ago I told you how my husband and I took your husband's photography class to shoot pictures of my workshop for Wood magazine's America's Best Home Workshops.

>> Kaley Cuoco: «Happy new year from my husband who did not have painful sinus surgery and his wife who did!!!! (He's actually being a saint taking care of me but this picture is still kinda funny).»

Southern Homes & Gardens is a great place to take pictures... I took some of my son last year for my husband's Father's Day gift.

i am absolutley amazed at how many of you do ANYTHING before you have coffee... i wake up plug in coffee... take the dog out... come in... sit down with coffee and prayers... call my precious elderly mom to make sure she is ok... open the curtains... check emails to make sure the rest of my grown family is well (and hope that there are new pictures of the most adorable baby grandboy who ever lived)... make the bed as soon as my husband wakes up and has his coffee... i am much more flexible after almost 38 years of marriage... now i actually wiat for him to get out of the bed... and then the rest is whatever happens....