If you are one of the 22 followers who read this blog (but who’s counting?) then you know I am mildly obsessed with our new “hometown” of Montclair.
I document this obsession via Instagram (@aznaz) because I am certain to forget all of its loveliness one day when the Honeymoon is over. I hope not but I’m a realist like that.
I dedicate this week’s Happy Snaps post to some of my favorite photos about town that demonstrate the combination of masonry and nature I love so much:
I will admit I was an Instasnob. “What’s the BD?” I would think…hoping BD (BigDeal) would catch on like WTF or FTW. Spoiler alert: it hasn’t. YET.
Anyway I didn’t get the hype. Instagram? More like Poor Man’s Hipstamatic! (Hold up, do you know that I actually had to walk over to my iPhone and find Hipstamatic to remember the name of the app? That’s how irrelevant it is a mere year after I used it last. One year human life is likened to 6 years in iPhone life.)
Then, the worst thing that could ever happen to a Mother happened. Well, second worst. My DSLR stopped functioning at full capacity. This came at a time that we were in the midst of a move AND my original MacBook Pro gave out. I felt like I was being punished by the universe.
I had to embrace another way to photograph every moment of my children’s lives or I would lose the Mamarazzi title I worked so hard to get. I needed to post copious fragments of our lives on FB or else it never happened because my kids are too young to remember and I am too old not to forget. YEARS OF CHILDHOOD HISTORY COMPLETELY LOST if not for my savior, The Instagram.
Also I like to take photos of food I make. Not because my food looks good or is healthy or because I post recipes anywhere worthwhile. Just because it is MY food and therefore of interest to ME. There, I said it. Instagram has made me a selfish sharer….sharing only things I myself am interested in. But then…I have found others like me and their things interest me, too. So there’s this sharing of selfs going on and unlike FB it is an actual peek into someone’s life. A glimpse at their dinner or their children’s feet in the sand and there is something human and comforting in that.
I don’t have a huge following and I don’t use hashtags to my benefit but I enjoy my little slice of humanness — find me @aznaz or check out some of my food photos below:
It’s rainy & overcast but bright…the kind of sky that makes you squinty but not smiley.
The sunshine is like overhead fluorescent lighting casting its unnatural glow on an otherwise dismal day.
During the last of today’s showers I hopped outside with my iPhone and snapped some pics.
I needed to remind myself that the gloomy days bring the rain that bring the life into this world.
Side note: I announced that today would be pajama party day and my 4yo said, “yay, a pajama party with my pajama mama!” which obvs I loved.
He is clever, that one. He must take after his mum.
West Egg is but a stone’s throw from our bungalow and the Black Bean Cakes & Eggs brunch paired with a spicy Bloody Mary has made being vegetarian in a Southern city more than bearable. Thank you, WE.
jr the junkyard rescue dog - all smiles
today it was sunny and in the high 70s – a reminder that spring will be here soon & time outdoors will be longer and more frequent. junior enjoyed an apple (dipped in peanut butter because i’m an enabler) in the sun while the boys explored (aka collected rocks from our gravel and stone path) and i took some snapshots of new blooms and relished the springlike weather.
yellow blossom on creeping ivy