Your face!

"Your face!" is the ultimate comeback.  And by "ultimate", I mean, most immature.  However, the fact that it's an extremely juvenile phrase does not stop my friend, Maria, and I from using it.  Often.

After we graduated from college, Maria found a position working alongside an orthopedic surgeon.  I later got hired on at the same clinic.  During orientation, our trainer asked that we new hires open our e-mail.  To my surprise, I noticed I already had a message.  What exactly did I find in my inbox?  An e-mail, sent by Maria.  It simply said: "YOUR FACE!!!!"  Childish?  Yes.  Hilarious to us, and only us?  Probably.

Speaking of faces, one of the most frequently asked questions I get is: "Why don't you ever show your face?"  When I first began blogging, I wanted my posts to be about my writing -- and not so much about me.  However, after multiple requests to show y'all more photographs of my mug, I caved in.

Here goes...

Aww...  This is the first picture I ever posted on Blogger.  You've got to love the fact it's blatantly clear I took this photo myself.  How MySpace of me.

Speaking of MySpace, if you have yet to view this video, you must check it out!  It literally makes me laugh out loud whenever I watch it.

Please note that YouTube frequently removes this video from their site as it violates their terms of use.  If the embedded clip does not work, I apologize in advance!

This is my Blogger, YouTube, and Twitter thumbnail picture.  It was cropped because I wasn't wearing any pants.  That's just how I roll.  Going sans your bottom half in public places, such as church, is entirely appropriate in my book.  I'M KIDDING.  I was actually sporting plaid pajama shorts instead of pants.  Ha!

A very wise man once said: "Holy crip, it's a crapple!"  (Kudos to you if you recognize where that quote originates from!)  Here is a picture of me in all my crapple glory.  For a period of time, I had the "luxury" of owning a handicapped parking pass.  I was trying to take a photograph next to a handicapped parking sign, but our camera was not cooperating.  I look like Vanna White, but crapple-ier.

P. S.  I typically only wear this dress to the beach, as I find it's a bit too low cut to wear in any other setting.  However, it was scorching hot that day!

Mail order brides are the best!  (Oh, simmer down...  I'm joking!)

This picture was taken on August 17, 2003.  ♥  My family, friends, and I had just completed pre-wedding professional photographs.  After an hour or so of posing and smiling, my cream puff of a dress and I needed a quick break.  (A few miles away, my adorably hubby was getting ready with the boys at the wedding site.  We decided to wed the traditional way; he did not see me in my gown until I walked down the aisle.)

My wedding day was truly the best and most beautiful day of my entire life.  ♥  My heart and head knew immediately after meeting my husband (back in 1999!) that he was The One.  The night before the big day, my little sisters and I gorged on junk food and relaxed in my honeymoon suite.  My stomach full of overpriced hotel pizza, I drifted off to sleep peacefully.  The next morning, I awoke well-rested and found I wasn't nervous at all.  I was giddy, madly in love with my best friend, and beyond happy.  The day was a blur, but a magnificent one.

He's still The One and always will be.  ♥

That's all for now!  I hope you all have a wonderful week!



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