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I needed a picture for my guest post on WorkitMom. I tried to take one of myself using the bathroom mirror. Disaster; I won’t even show you how bad those looked. I could have scanned a school picture, since teachers get forced to take those every year, too, but I usually throw them away or hide them under stacks and stacks of books and papers. La Petite, chatting with me through IMs, offered to edit as needed with Photoshop. Finally, I resisted bashing Husband on the head for laughing at my feeble attempts, and asked him to take one. He did, and I sent it to Victoria along with a short bio. At least I didn’t wear a Holiday Sweater this time.
But I still like this picture better.
>I take it that’s not truly alive but taken back in the summer?
Cheers
This is my calling card or link“Whittereronautism”until blogger comments get themselves sorted out.