Gone Instagrammin’

It’s summer vacation. No. Really. My show is on summer vacation this week. Because my big trip is coming up this fall, I’m working a few days here and there while everyone else plays in the sun.

At this point, I have about 10 hours of logging, 4 hours of web work, and 8 hours of chasing after Spartan Racers to complete before Monday morning. Luckily, Boston’s supposed to get hurricane-effect storms on Sunday, and I plan to hunker down in my PJs and finish any work that still needs to get done.

So, today I have just a few extra minutes for a long-overdue post. Sorry about that folks. It’s summer vacation! And, in the spirit of fun, sun and laziness, I offer you a post via Instagram.

This is the part where my mom probably thinks Instagram is something like a telegram (Hi Mom!) but it’s just a funky little iPhone app that turns otherwise boring photos into old-style postcards. I’ve used it here before, but in the last few days I’ve gone a little Instagram crazy.

Regular ole boring flowers outside my house.  Everything looks a little cooler with some Instagram effects!

Regular ole boring flowers outside my house. Everything looks a little cooler with some Instagram effects!

We could all use a little hope.  Those visiting Children's Hospital in Waltham take a drive down it.

We could all use a little hope. Those visiting Children's Hospital in Waltham take a drive down it.

Somehow this view takes me back in time.  Or is that just Instagram again?

Somehow this view takes me back in time. Or is that just Instagram again?

I'm a bumpkin.  Are you a bumpkin?

I'm a bumpkin. Are you a bumpkin?

Ooh...my night with the girls at Mortified. Have you ever been? With any luck, you can come see me Get Mortified in December!

Ooh...my night with the girls at Mortified. Have you ever been? With any luck, you can come see me Get Mortified in December!

Went to work the other day and a modeling shoot broke out. No, really. These things happen to me...

Went to work the other day and a modeling shoot broke out. No, really. These things happen to me...

Watch parts turned into funky barrettes. If I ever wore my hair in a barrette, I'd buy one of these. Living so close to an old watch factory has made me obsessed with old watches!

Watch parts turned into funky barrettes. If I ever wore my hair in a barrette, I'd buy one of these. Living so close to an old watch factory has made me obsessed with old watches!

I'm a sucker for sunflowers. Always have been. Always will be. They suit my cheerful (and a teeny bit bold) personality.

I'm a sucker for sunflowers. Always have been. Always will be. They suit my cheerful (and a teeny bit bold) personality.

Pretty, pretty flowers from the SOWA market.  I asked the guy what they were called, but I already forgot.  I am not good with names.  Sad to say, I've probably even forgotten yours once or twice.

Pretty, pretty flowers from the SOWA market. I asked the guy what they were called, but I already forgot. I am not good with names. Sad to say, I've probably even forgotten yours once or twice.

That’s it, folks! I hope you’re enjoying your last few days of summer, and if you’re with me on the east coast, I hope Irene doesn’t stomp on your weekend plans too much.

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2 Comments to “Gone Instagrammin’”

  1. I this just your iPhone camera ? A whole island of bumpkins. Who knew? Lovely shots and hilarious commentary. Let us know if you Get Mortified -that’s exciting!

  2. Thanks, Norah. Yes. Just my iPhone camera and an app called Instagram. I’ll definitely let you know about Mortified. So much fun!

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