I needed to update my Facebook photo from our wedding picture, from 21 years ago, that I put up for our anniversary which was the end of last month. It was getting old and it needed to go but I didn't want to put another old mugshot up.
So, I tell my husband that I need him to take a new photo of me. His response was, "Like that?"
I went back in the house and thought a minute and came back out to the porch where he was enjoying his morning coffee and said, "What do you mean, Like that?" He carefully pondered his answer before he smiled and replied, "Frumpy girl".
I realized a long time ago, there are no glamour shots coming from this face. As much as I like to take photos, I do not then taken of myself, but realize it needs to be done once in a while.
He took about a hundred shots (not all of me, he got sidetracked with the turkeys and the cat and the goats), and I came up with two I wasn't totally adverse to.
I had taken a shower the night before, but this morning I put a headband on and had my face in the side of a cow and goat that I was milking and it was in the 80s before I was done with all my chores, so between sweating and wearing the headband, my hair just didn't have a chance. So, I went with the picture of William chewing on my hair so you wouldn't notice.
So, I tell my husband that I need him to take a new photo of me. His response was, "Like that?"
I went back in the house and thought a minute and came back out to the porch where he was enjoying his morning coffee and said, "What do you mean, Like that?" He carefully pondered his answer before he smiled and replied, "Frumpy girl".
I realized a long time ago, there are no glamour shots coming from this face. As much as I like to take photos, I do not then taken of myself, but realize it needs to be done once in a while.
He took about a hundred shots (not all of me, he got sidetracked with the turkeys and the cat and the goats), and I came up with two I wasn't totally adverse to.
I had taken a shower the night before, but this morning I put a headband on and had my face in the side of a cow and goat that I was milking and it was in the 80s before I was done with all my chores, so between sweating and wearing the headband, my hair just didn't have a chance. So, I went with the picture of William chewing on my hair so you wouldn't notice.