Y’all are too dang nice.  I spent too much time with the camera trying to figure out what made me look so blahdeblah, and foud that when I am looking UP, you can’t see the circles.  So I have to get down on the floor when people want to take pictures of me.  Eh, it’s worth it.

Also, remember all the *crap, crazy things are going to happen maybe* stuff?  It’s still looming.  Stoopid life never staying excatly where I want it to.