Isn't it wonderful that your friends look at you and for the most part, see the best of you. I guess that's why they don't notice when your hair is sticking up in the air and could totally use a thorough brushing. This must be why as a child, I was required to have my hair in neat plaits down my back. It doesn't help that I have an unfriendly face. It's not that I'm unfriendly, I hope people think I am friendly, but I just don't usually look that way. I have a mouth that curls down instead of up, putting an ever present frown on my face. My forehead has just enough furrows to look like I'm having a bitter thought most of the time. So add the messy hair and I have a face that just doesn't seem at all welcoming.When I emceed at Edensong last Friday Phil took a photo or two of me. Its always a nice gesture when folks return the favor of preserving your life in film. I've been known to take a few 
million photos of friends myself. Unfortunately I am not at all photogenic and I noticed that this recent batch of photos only shows my grumpy old woman side. I wasn't at all grumpy on Friday night. I was having a wonderful time introducing the five fabulous acts of Edensong. To top it off, on the way home my husband told me I sounded nervous. I wasn't nervous, except when he yelled from the soundboard that I said Norwood was in Kentucky, not Ohio. I checked with my friend Carol and she agreed that I sounded a bit nervous. Hmmm, so I looked bitter and sounded scared.
million photos of friends myself. Unfortunately I am not at all photogenic and I noticed that this recent batch of photos only shows my grumpy old woman side. I wasn't at all grumpy on Friday night. I was having a wonderful time introducing the five fabulous acts of Edensong. To top it off, on the way home my husband told me I sounded nervous. I wasn't nervous, except when he yelled from the soundboard that I said Norwood was in Kentucky, not Ohio. I checked with my friend Carol and she agreed that I sounded a bit nervous. Hmmm, so I looked bitter and sounded scared. Well, what is there to say. I can't have a do-over on the nerves or the grumpy expression. I do, however, want to set the record straight. I was not nervous on Friday and I definitely wasn't grumpy. I had a great time.
I am going to start staring in the mirror and practicing a happy face. Those smile muscles need some exercise. If you see me and I'm not looking happy, tell me to smile, brush my hair and unfurrow my brow. I would so like to look my best and I'm terrible at remembering to do so.
I am a happy person, I promise! Photos lie!!!
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