Mama Ginger Tree tagged me for a meme, and although I am not always a great fan of memes, this is a really nice one. You are to choose the sixth photo from your sixth album and post it along with a description or the story behind it. I was not the only one a little puzzled by this, but then Mama Ginger Tree (being a very intelligent being) explained that you could use virtual photo albums from your computer.   Ahhh!! I get it now. Thank you Mama Ginger Tree.

(See how I managed to get three links to her blog into that paragraph? That’s because I like her).

I decided to use the kind of arbitrary “events” that iPhoto sorts photos into, apparently by date and/or some kind of smart photo analysis, who knows.

Problem is, The Daddy has imported a lot of our older digital photos into iPhoto, so that the sixth photo of our sixth album turned out to be this:

A shot no doubt taken for posterity in the days when we people working on sorting out the Year 2000 issue thought we were pretty cool and saviors of the earth. Or something. That is the sign on screen for one of our Y2K test databases. It was called Y2KITE, but we never called it that, preferring to replace the K with a SH. It is displayed on my after hours support laptop, meaning the photo was probably taken at 2 or 4am, or some other ungodly hour of the morning when a job would typically choose to fall over.

Anyhooo, no one in their right mind would be interested in that, so I decided to cheat and begin with the moment I started having children. This is, after all, strictly and unashamedly a Mommy Blog. Having counted up six albums and to the sixth photo, this is what I came up with:

The T-Bot, aged 3 weeks. He had a bad case of facial eczema not long before this photo was taken and still looked like an extra on Star Trek. But that’s OK. My husband happens to like Star Trek**.

Quite fitting that the sixth photo should land on the T-Bot and not, say, on a shot from the Dover-Calais ferry or our (at the time) new apartment. Since the T-Bot will no doubt be the subject of my next post. Given that I am seeing a lot of him these days.

In the meantime, I am going to tag… oh goodness. As my 2.4 readers know, I have been on blogging semi-hiatus for a while, and that includes reading and commenting on other blogs. Did anybody tag Marinka already? Do you think she would play along, what with her being such a big enormous award-winning blogger and all? I would also like to tag the following people, who will not know me because mostly I am a very rapid lurker:  Parisienne Mais Presque, texasholly, Flotsam. There. That’s 4. Along with the two extras already given by Mama Ginger Tree  that makes 6.

We’ll just say she stole them from me.

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(**He would probably want me to clarify here that he only likes certain Star Trek series like for example not the one with the gloopy music and sentimental story lines, and also not certain other ones. Really! It’s all just a load of people running around with Play Doh on their faces and who can keep track?

Oh, I just realized I might be mixing up Star Trek with Battlestar Galactica which is also on a space ship or vessel or whatever you want to call it. Although I seem to remember there is less Playdoh and more posing and deep significant silences in this one. Please, no hate mail…

Damn, was I actually thinking of Star Wars? I should just shut up now).