You can tell a lot about a person and their phone.
Depending on the case (if there is one), you get a sense of their style.
Depending on the apps, you get a sense of their interests and hobbies.
Depending on their camera roll, you get a sense of who is important to them.
The very first picture on my camera roll is this one-
HELLLLOOOOW.
OH HELLOOWWWW CUTIE.
We had just bought my smartphone (well, he bought me one), a huge upgrade from my dinosaur flip-phone. And we were about to go running, hence the cut-off t shirt. We had only been dating for about 2-3 weeks and were still getting to know everything about each other. I still was completely unaware of his Cornhusker football and golden retriever dog obsession and he still did not know that I go to bed at 8pm every night and sleep in the starfish position, taking up the entire bed.
Such a precious period during our dating phase. Sigh.
The second photo on my camera roll is this one-
I’m healthy as a horse!
I believe this a side-affect of running – having a very low, strong heartbeat. Whoot! There was a machine that measured all of this at the grocery store and Mr. Speedy ALWAYS wants to check his vitals, so I decided to check mine. Apparently, I am normal.
The third picture on my phone is of this little tater tot-
Aunt Lillian & baby Lillyan
Things you could probably gather from this picture:
- Wow, that girl is as pale as a baby. She should probably tan.
- Wow, that baby loves to eat crackers. I am hungry.
- Wow, that girl’s head is the same size as the baby’s head. She has a small head.
- That baby is the cutest. I don’t even notice the other human.
Anyways, this was the first time I ventured to Nebraska to meet Mr. Speedy’s family, including his nieces and nephew. Baby Lillyan is a bit over two years old now and I am still convinced our heads are the same size. Her older sister and younger brother, along with her, will all be part of the wedding as flower girls and ring bearer (Meg and Brittany, you get to meet them all!). It will be quite exciting. We might have to strategically place crackers down the aisle in a breadcrumb style to get her to walk, but that will only make it cuter, right?
But looking back at the first picture, and all other pictures on my phone, I love how it displays a timeline of events and memories. I love that first picture of Mr. Speedy, his smile a little uncomfortable, almost saying “Hey new girlfriend, what are you doing taking a picture of me while I’m half-laying down and not ready.” I love that he has a bit of a summer glow on his skin. I love his chest hairs popping out.
Speaking of chest hair, HOLY MACARONI. I love it on this man. I know that he probably will never embrace my hairy legs and say “Don’t ever shave again! Leg hair is sexy and I love feeling your furry toes!” (Yes, my toes have a few hairs). But I can honestly say to him, “Don’t ever get rid of that chest hair! It is downright manly, makes things steamy, and reminds me I’m dating a true stud.”
This picture is such a great shot of him, representing the beginning of everything and the end of searching.
This is how I always picture him and how I’ll always picture him.
What about you? What is your first picture on your camera roll? Does it involve chest hair or babies eating things?
Sincerely,
Lily
Librarian. Dreamer. Wife & Runner. 