Monday, July 16, 2012

I absolutely hate having my picture taken. I can not fake being young or thin, tall or beautiful in the camera's eye. When the future rolls around, I can picture my kids and grandchildren saying, " why are there no pictures of mom "? Unless they read my journals, they will not know that the pictures are missing because I can not hide the real me from a camera. Sometimes, I think, well of course, you are not who you were back then in your youth. You are NOT a youth. I like my wisdom, I like my age, I like the experiences I've had. I just wish it all came with a little less tummy and a lot less chin. Sigh... On that note, here are a few pictures from this past weekend's bead show in Tacoma.

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