Just Me

I just posted a new snapshot of me on line and I think it’s one of the best in a long time. Funny thing is, it wasn’t planned. Not at all.

One night this week I was actually feeling pretty good for a change and I finally learned how to use the timer on my camera, so I was playing around with that, trying to see how much time I really had, etc. I think I gave away my tripod. Go figure. I just didn’t think I’d ever use it again, like a lot of things that are gone. (Like my rolling pin. Had to use a jar of Parmesan cheese to roll out some biscuit’s the other day!)

I hadn’t felt so good that morning, so I wasn’t wearing any make-up. I hadn’t washed my hair, or really even combed it and I had on my oldest and most favorite sweatshirt in the world. I remember eyeing that shirt hanging up in a shop for weeks before I decided to spring for the $55 it took to buy it. Now, 26 years later it is tattered and torn, mended and patched and still my all time favorite. What a buy that was!

Anyway, the picture is just me, the way I look most of the time, unadorned, and plain and it is okay. I like it. I mean, it’s not me ten years ago, or twenty years ago, and it is not touched up, or professional, but then I’m not any of those things either.

It feels good to think I can be happy with that now.