Say Cheese

Ah, Facebook.

My profile photo on Facebook has been the same for EVER. But I like it. Mostly because it's just a giant head and a teensy weensy little body. It's my Mii from my Wii Fit game.

But one of my friends, who shall remain anonymous but her name begins with  B and ends with EVERLY, has commented several times that she thinks I should put a real pic of myself up there. I grudgingly agreed, thinking that it shouldn't be too hard to just look into my laptop computer's camera and just take the stinkin' picture.

Of course it was hard. I dragged this stupid laptop all over the house trying to find a spot that had the right lighting and didn't have weirdo stuff in the background.

This was the best I could do and of course it was the first one that I took without even combing my hair and my wrinkles sharply illuminated by the laptop screen. But I thought if Bev wanted the real me - here it is - where I usually spend most of my time, plunked down at my little white desk and futzing around on the computer.

I may or may not choose to make this my Facebook pic, but thought I'd post it here today with a bit of a warning:

When you read Reasonably Well, here I am - looking back at you. So behave yourselves. Don't make me come over there.