I figured I better post something quick so my husband would quit freaking out about the picture I posted.
After he read my last blog post he came rushing into the family room and declared, "I can not believe you would post that picture! Every picture I have ever taken of you is rejected because you don't like how you look in it. And they are all great pictures! And then you post that horrible picture of yourself! That is the worst picture I have ever seen of you!"
And I just started to laugh. Because posting that ugly picture of myself was very liberating. To me it said, "Here I am - zits, wrinkles, and taken at an angle that makes my nose look like I've been telling lies."
And it made me laugh. The whole concept of posting such a bad picture of myself just made me laugh.
But apparently it disturbed my husband. Because again last night he said, "It's still there! I just can't believe you would post that picture! After all those pictures of yourself that were great and you couldn't stand!" And then he just shook his head and muttered under his breath.
And I chuckled some more. Sometimes even my beloved doesn't get me or my sense of humor.
So in honor of him, I failed to post a picture of me this morning sporting yet another gigantic zit.
Besides, I'm running out of brown eyeliner and even Cindy Crawford couldn't get away with that many large moles on her face!