Sometimes I have random thoughts that float through my mind and won't let me be. Today it is about having your picture taken. When I was a child, and yes I was once, whenever my mother would grab the camera to take pictures she would recite this little poem:

You never know how good you look
Until you get your picture took
Now shine your shoes and comb your hair
And look just like a millionaire!

Be that what may I do not look like a millionaire or I should say didn't look like one. As a rule I take a terrible picture. Case in point I had a picture displayed by my book signing table last Saturday when a 92 year old woman came by and asked me if that was my picture. When I answered in the affirmative she said, "Take it down it's terrible". She also advised that I should go home and look in the mirror as I was better looking that that. Talk about taking away with the right hand but returning it with left!

That did not put me a good frame of mind to have my picture taken for the church directory. I had managed to avoid that situation for many years but this year they pinned me down. The appointment was last night. So wouldn't you know I had a mishap yesterday afternoon. No need to go into details. The bottom line was that bungee cord from my cart broke loose and hit me in the forehead so I had to show up with a band-aide across my forehead. Thank heaven I wear bangs! Oh well, it could have been worse. It could have hit me in the eye. Now how could that be explained to folks paging through a church directory?