Camera Class

Mom, Abby and I are taking a camera class through our local community education program. I have always wanted to take a community ed class in an effort to truly be a lifelong learner but always seemed unable to find the time. Probably because I was in college. Twice. So here we are, post college life in full swing and I finally signed up for a class. We arrived to meet our teacher and classmates to find the usual first day awkwardness. Our teacher is quite the character. He yells curses, not cuss words, but actual curses, at inanimate objects such as the media projecter, etc. He constantly makes jokes that only he seems to get and then proceeds to laugh to fill the uncomfortable silence of the class. Being someone that finds humor in the awkward, I thought the class was quite entertaining.
At the beginning of class we all had to go around the room and introduce ourselves and say what our experience in photography was. Mine. Um...well. I take a lot of crappy photos of my dog??? One woman claimed to be a "siberian tiger cub photographer."

I mean...he's no siberian tiger cub, but Everett is still cute, and quite fierce. Okay. It's a stretch, but what's a girl to do?
Another woman brought a photo of a cloud that she claimed resembled a starship, at which my teacher held up the photo and made a good natured joke about the recent legalization of marijuana in our state. I found the joke hilarious. And being sleep deprived, which apparently hinders my sense of what is appropriate, laughed. Out loud. Hard. The soccer-mom-photographer of said cloud starship totally missed the reference our teacher was making and seemed to think I was just the crazy girl laughing out of turn. Again, uncomfortable silence followed.
It was fabulous.

We had homework this week. 

This picture is horrible exposed but I think it looks cool. 

Mom, trying to figure out her camera. Avery, trying to figure out why no one is throwing her ball. 

Taken on accident while I was trying to mess with my screen.

Abby totally knows way more than either of us combined. 

Avery being coy.

We may not be fab photographers at the end of this three week cours,e but we will have improved in the art of laughing at ourselves. And possibly, one another.