Aging Grumpily

Did you hear?  I’ll be 35 in a couple weeks!

On to one of the the most disturbing thing of the week:  It was time to update my facebook profile picture, not that I’m an avid facebook user, I just hadn’t changed the picture since I opened the account several years ago AND it was an old picture to begin with.

People used to say I looked really young for my age.  They were always shocked to hear I was older than the expected.  I didn’t really think about that until this week, but no one has said that to me in a while–a long while.

I have always been nice looking, not beautiful, not homely, just nice, some days much nicer than others, even cute.  Back in my single days I asked one of my overly honest guy friends how he would rate my looks on a 1 to 10 scale.  “Oh, about a 7, but a really good 7.”  Note to all future overly honest guy friends–all girls are 10s!
 But I digress.

So I quickly snapped about 5 or 6 pictures of myself on my digital camera, but wait.  Who was this woman in the picture?  Older, a couple more lines, definitely not photogenic and makeup–I need makeup!  I never used to wear the stuff, it really didn’t make me look that much better.  Not so any more!  Luckily my mother sent me a bunch a new makeup for Christmas—hmmm—she knew!

So the next day I plastered on the makeup–I really do look better I thought as I looked into my bathroom mirror.

Now it was time to retake those facebook shots again.  “Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click…”  I took a lot from different angles hoping to catch the perfect “natural” look.  But—really?  I really look like this.  I know the lighting in my bathroom isn’t the best, but surely I should have noticed how old I look!  My nose is bigger–how did that transpire–I thought that only happened to men!  And my face looks, different, definitely longer, like a long puffy white oval. 

I blame my children–they have aged me beyond my near 35 years and there is no going back.  I told my husband, “you’ll now just have to love me solely for my heart and overlook the exterior.”  He laughed, but didn’t contradict what I was telling him–uhg

So I am now trying to be less grumpy, at least to my family.   

As for the facebook profile picture, it’s still the same outdated photo and that’s the way I like it.

Grumpy Mom Goal of the Day: OWN what you have.
As for me: I will OWN my new, slightly more mature look.

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