A picture says a thousand words...

A while ago, Ela at Extra Dressing On The Side asked her followers to play this fun little photo game.

You do the following:

1. Open your photos folder and select the 6th folder.
2. Select the 6th photo in that folder.
3. Post that photo, along with the story behind it.

Since I am using my old laptop from college, I figured I would have a good chance of choosing a crazy drunk Jenny picture. Jello shots, anyone? Instead, I ended up with this depressing snapshot.



This photo was taken a few years ago at my aunt’s house near Chicago. We were having a family get-together for some reason—Birthday? Wedding? Death? Who knows. All I remember is that the house was filled with babies. A lot of my cousins are married with children, so there were babies everywhere. Babies crawling, babies laughing, babies screaming, and babies pooping.

Unfortunately, I ended up holding the pooping one. This was quite unfortunate because I’m not the biggest fan of babies. I don’t know how to hold them properly and I freak out when they cry and I just don’t understand why everyone goes so gaga over them. I think they’re super cute, but that’s as far as my affection goes. Well, I was holding one of my cousin’s babies to be polite and it pooped all over my sun dress. So my cousin’s husband lent me his bathrobe. I spent the rest of the day wearing nothing else. It was awkward.

What kills me the most about this photo is that I’m so thin it. Somehow over the past three years, I have turned into a marshmallow version of myself.

I’m so depressed about this fact I want to stuff my mouth with chocolate.

Anyway, I ended up spending the whole morning today looking at all my old photos and I found a bunch of me dressed up like a witch. I thought they were funny.

Enjoy!