Smile for the camera!

     It’s driver license photo time again.  Groan.  The last one I had done was horrible.  This time I think I’ll try to get to my hair stylist before I go for the picture.  I will try to remember to wear a flattering colored top and not the neon green T-shirt I wore last time.  Looking back at the last time, I do remember I wasn’t in any mood to have it done.  It shows. 

     The poor woman took three pictures and not one of them was good so we picked the best of the three.  She was willing to try for more but I wasn’t.  By that time, I just wanted to go home, crawl into bed, and pull the covers over my head.  I prayed I’d never have to show my license to anyone.  No such luck.  It seems that ever since that awful picture became my ID everyone has asked for it.

     At least I have over two months to get the picture done so I have time to plan.  Oh, sure, like that ever works in this house.  The best laid plans and all that malarkey.