So, in my efforts to clear my head and distance myself from a situation here, I called my parents and asked them if I could come home this past weekend. I made the LONG ASS trek home on Friday, and turned around to make the LONG ASS trek back late Friday night. As soon as I got home, my parents started acting like children and fighting with each other. I simply excused myself from the situation and started driving back to Charles Town. My mom, continuing to act like a child, called me the next day to yell at me. I, for the first time ever, really yelled back at her and told her to grow up.
Let's just say that I shook like a twig on a windy day for 24 hours until she tried calling me back. I fear my mother. First, she is right most of the time. Second, she is amazing. Third, she is scary when she is justified in her anger. She never lifted a finger to me growing up. She simply firmly lectured. There were moments where I wished I was getting an ass beating.
But this time, she needed to apologize to me. And she did. It is sort of freaking me out.
So, Friday night was spent at a hotel in Sutton, WV, where I shot these amazing pictures of my dog. I am mildly impressed with these pictures. They kinda look like they were taken professionally. I think the composition in the second picture is worth noting.
I would like to thank the Academy, as well as the wonderful florescent lighting at the Microtel of Sutton, WV for the inspiration behind these photos.
