From the beginning of January to the end of March we celebrate every birthday in our family, except for one. This is not including extended family members, and we have plenty of those mixed in too. But March? March is the rockinist month.
It's my birth month.
I think I'm an okay looking in person but when a camera gets a hold of my face, it's not pretty. Suddenly my teeth are big, my smile is crooked (and not in an Edward sort of way), my skin turns blotchy, and my hair brassy.
I hate my face in pictures. It's like hearing a tape recording of your voice. The whole time you're wincing and thinking, Eehh, is that really what I sound like?
This would explain why I hardly ever post pictures of myself. So for Birthday Fun at the Farm you will be seeing lots of pictures that I took. But none of me. Here's the photo journal.