Didn’t expect my first self portrait of 2017 to be kind of depressing looking. Geez! I hope this isn’t a sign of things to come this year.
I was actually in a decent mood when I took this. Of course, it was only 7am and everyone was still asleep, so I had no reason to be blah….yet. As the day went on however….BLAH! Maybe subconsciously I knew that when the the kids woke up they would act like
awful demon spawns sent here to test every ounce of patience I had “kids”. Ah…yes, my little angels! By the end of the day I was run ragged. Didn’t help that I also felt old yesterday, I don’t usually feel that way, but I’m starting to notice how gravity is taking over my face, and I hate it. Thank goodness for make up, and Photoshop, and boobs that distract people from looking at my face. Even I, in this photo am staring down at my boobs, thinking “you’re all that’s saving me, don’t let me down, boobs!”
“Type hard, like you mean it!”