photoshop gets a shout-out

This is us about a year ago. We look perfect don't we? (Never mind that Suzie looks a little macho.)
We sat down. Counted down. Aaaaaand POOF!! A perfect picture.

Now if you believe that then you're a little silly.

Mike's buddy bounced around the camera while snapping the trigger over and over and over again. Then I spent too much time cutting and pasting and painting and warping to join together about 5 pictures. Aaaaaaand POOF!!! A pretty family.

So, it's wedding season and I've been immersed in photoshop so much that my right hand is starting to cramp around the mouse. (That sounds weird.) I am a proud 'fake-photographer'. As long as a photo has good 'bones', it's at the computer that I do what makes me salivate...

...make pretty pictures.

here's the 'raw'-

and after a little photoshopidazzling-mmmmm... And I don't feel guilty at all.

Now that my secret is out I need someone to buy me a new computer 'cause this one is starting to poop-out from doing all the work and getting no credit.

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P.S. Here's one of my favorite lines from one of my new favorite movies 'Run, Fat Boy, Run'

"Never pop another man's pustule."

P.P.S. The first time I ever heard the word 'pustule' was in college. I immediately walked up to our dry-erase board and made a note that that word was not allowed. gross.