shifty eyes

Day three of the May prompt from NaBloPoMo and I am brain dead.  No ideas, no thoughts.

I read an article that raised my hackles a bit, but I didn't fire back a nasty comment to the person who tweeted the link.  The reason I didn't?

Because I don't believe in straining at gnats and swallowing camels.  I want to have time to think about what I read.  Consider every possible angle.  To try to see it, and think the way others might. 

Then if my hackles are still up, I'll open my mouth...

I don't always stop and think before I speak.  I've eaten foot plenty of times....

So I am sitting in the living room, my mind wandering, and I get a "plink" on my iPhone.  Means someone is trying to tell me something, I just have to weed through about 5 programs I have running to find it....

I find the message on Facebook...seems there is this smarmy little Mom's Day thing going around; you put up a photo of your mom as your profile photo, and post this little "as a tribute to Mom, blah, blah, yada, blah" and leave it until after Mom's Day on Sunday.

I don't usually post much of that stuff.  It's not that I don't feel it, or understand it...

I just march to the beat of a different mom...

Until I saw what my oldest daughter had posted for her profile pic:

Taken in about 1981, when I was a young mom...I saw it....
and started laughing out loud....and laughed so hard that I had tears in my eyes....
my daughter types that she sees a photo of a beautiful family that is happy.
Nice sentiment isn't it?  Not too smarmy.  I think about it...

And laugh again...I know we were happy...sheesh I was living it....

Take a close look a the faces in the photo and see if you notice what I saw when we had it made....
Granted it was one of those church specials that you buy, they sit you down for thirty seconds and poof two shots and you are out of there...three hours of getting ready for 2 minutes of photographer's magic....

BUT...I noticed...and still do...

We are ALL looking in different directions....and I have an astigmatism so I am looking in two different directions myself...that adds up to 5 people staring in 6 different directions...

I don't even want to consider what we might be thinking about...
We never had another photo like this one...so it IS unique...
and every time I want to laugh, I pull it out and look at it....

After I finished laughing I thought "what the heck!" and posted this photo of my Mom:

By the time I found this photo, cropped it, resized it, and edited it a bit to soften up the old girl's face (this is my profile pic for the next several days after all)...I was too tired to find the little saying and copy and paste it...so I tried to think of something short and sweet...finally I remembered something that appealed to me when I first read it:

mirror, mirror on the wall....

I am my mother after all....

Maybe Mom will cry tears of joy when she sees it...

But I doubt it.