Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Wordy Wednesday #55
Another photo from the field trip last week. [Do I take photos completely irrelevant to any event or what?] I could keep believing I was young if I stopped looking at photos of myself or if I stopped looking in the mirror or at my reflection in windows. Or if I stopped seeing my kids roll their eyes when they're feigning listening to me.
Do you like my haircut? Or should I say my lack of haircut? I think I started growing it out again in August. I'm going to give it away to Locks of Love in another, oh, 2.5 years. In the meantime, I walk around looking like a very old David Cassidy.
Uh-oh. Daughter is getting up. Time to pretend I'm not using the computer for anything other than work.
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