Am I the only 365 person out there sweating through a zillion mess-up self-portraits with a serene look on their face, all in an effort to get a semi-decent shot?
I am not thinking what you think I am in this photo.
(I’m making a grocery list in my mind, 365 Day 132 Photo)
This one could be titled: “Good Grief. My children need to eat.”
On an unrelated note- I read yesterday (here) that topknots were all the rage. See, you just thought I was being lazy with the granny bun.