Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Okay, I hate having my photo taken for lots of reasons but esp as i blink all the time and it takes forever for someone to get a photo of me with eyes open; I've suggested the passport office and motor vehicle dept people just color the eyes in as brown..but they persist over and over and over ..
so eventually my eyes are open but my mouth is askew and well, I look like a convict..have run my fingers through my hair in frustration during the ordeal, and well, anyhow..
so today quick went in for a shoot for a directory ..an organization is insisting we all have our photos. I avoided their calls/e-mails/letters but .they hunted me down...made special extensions and arrangements for photo shoots,et.c..so I dragged myself in. And of course the room set up is where the light glared off my glasses.. no matter how I tipped my head; and if I put my head down..well, double/triple chin? no way am I tipping my head down! Twice they asked if I'd like to see a mirror and I said what..is it my hair? I don't care .. that is my attitude.. when being photographed I'm just a crank. But I did look at my hair and well, it was drooping...we have high humidity today..no curl whatever left..no body and let me tell you I had done a full body blow out before leaving.. but there it was hanging straight and drooping.. ah well. there it was
that just out of bed...or what I call convict look again!
so we went to another room and they had me sit down in a chair and I had my body facing one way, my head the other...not sure why, but it worked...my eyes were open for two of trhe shots, ..and they showed it to me and I figured I looked presentable enough for a directory that really few may even see.
and then...and this is God's sense of humor coming in.. as I was walking out, feeling the stress and strain leave my body, I met three Sisters..(.btw, photos were taken at the Provincial House of an Order I'm associated with as a laypersonb), and they all greeted me and said, 'say, weren't you at the dental mission last week?';
I said yes, and thought it cute they were all wearing the green volunteer tees we had worn there as volunteers, so we talked a bit about how great it was, and then the Sister (with the camera which I had not noticed before), said, go to my office and put on the extra tee (another green volunteer tee) I'm taking photos of those who worked there' I tried to say no..but she said, Go, we need photos for our lobby display.
I had no good excuse to say no, nowhere I had to be..and well, it was a Sister request! so shaking my head in disbelief, how unlucky can one old woman get; I changed tops and trudged outside to have yet more humiliating photos taken, head tilted to the side, trying to look joyful about being 'shot' again. and I think my eyes were open; Sister took four shots, and checked them out.. so guess at least one may have worked.
I changed back into my own top and walked away to the car shaking my head thinking I can't believe this just happened.. a photo for their lobby where everyone walks in! Good Lord! and yes, God is once again having the last laugh.