I have been going nowhere with posting on this blog lately, it’s almost as if I were a giant spider who suddenly realized she’s in the middle of a mine field.
That sooo did not make sense.
Maybe I should just keep quiet and post photos instead. Like these shots from an Indian wedding we attended on our trip to Trinidad almost two months ago. Yes, it’s been that long. So long, it’s almost as if I were a a giant roll of dough in the hands of an expert noodle maker in China who—never mind.
Aren’t the colors rich and vibrant? And look at those glittery things!
Pretty, yes? And shiny, too! So shiny, it’s almost as if they were giant newly-minted coins coming off the presses with the light of a thousand suns bouncing off of them. Except, a thousand suns would probably melt the coins, as well as our eyeballs, so maybe instead of suns, it can be a thousand flourescen—never mind.
Excuse me while I go in search of my senses. They were apparently last seen wandering around the customs area of Newark airport, disoriented and hungry. They were so lost, it’s almost as if they were a giant … me.