It has been pointed out to me by my lovely husband that my last post smacked mightily of trolling for compliments. Or, at the very least, he had a great time teasing me that this was the case. I swear it wasn't so, I really just didn't like the hat picture. So, this being my blog, I chose to post a more flattering picture. If I had wanted to troll for compliments, I would have posted either the Glamour Shots I had done 15 years ago (even with Big 80's hair, I still like those) or my wedding portrait. Those are truly the only pictures of me that I think, "You know, I look really nice in that one."
Or, I could have gone the more humorous route and posted the picture Offspring drew of the family back in her toddler/preschool days where she and Daddy are tiny little child-people, and I am skyscraper sized. Or, I could have *really* gone for the AW! factor and posted a childhood picture of myself, complete with a head full of platinum curls. I may have to do that anyway, for a Monday Memories post.
When it all comes down to it, I wasn't fishing for compliments. I get enough sympathy and good-natured consolation from participating in Phantom's Wednesday Whine. Catharsis may be good for the soul, but hideous pictures aren't.