Today I got a haircut and think it looks O.K. so I asked my husband to take some pictures of me for my icons. He willingly agreed and I set the lighting (or so I thought) and he took one round. Too dark. So I asked him to take some more. He willingly agreed again. A hair sticking sideways. Another time I asked and he laughingly agreed. They turned out O.K. but there was a strange mark on the wall that I'm sure wasn't there before.
It made me think of my mother who some time ago had some pictures taken of herself. On the phone she told me that she'd got them in the mail. I asked her how they turned out. "Well," she said, long pause, very long pause "you always think you're going to look like Miss America!"
Well, here's a picture of me and Miss America the last time I went to see her.
God bless you, Diane