V: Vanity



I never considered myself particularly vain, but I must say that in recent years, I've become almost obsessed about being photographed. Well, I guess what I really mean is that I absolutely do NOT want to be photographed at all, especially since it seems to have become my dear husband's mission in life to catch me in the most unflattering poses possible! He lays in wait to catch me in mid-chew, or grimacing or yawning! I WILL retaliate, I warn him. I will hide with camera in hand to catch him unaware! So, until then, to prove that I am not totally vain and I am willing to bear some humiliation, I will publish this "deer in the headlights" pose that he captured as I enjoyed Easter breakfast sitting between my two grandsons! Enjoy your weekend!

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Joy said…
I don't think it looks bad.
February 25, 2011 at 7:01 PM
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