Me in February

I almost didn't post my monthly self-portrait.  I kind of wasn't in the mood.  I thought:  "No one is going to remember your little monthly self-portrait pledge."  That didn't seem to matter.  I remember early January and really wanting to take monthly self-portraits.  So, thanks to an extra day this month, I present "Me in February."

Perhaps it should also be entitled "Me at 41" since I celebrated my birthday earlier this month.  At 41, this is the longest my hair has been since I was 4 years old.  Part of me thinks, "At 41, aren't I suppose to be going with a more mature, less bohemian hair style?"  The other part of me can't stop playing with my hair.  I love my long hair and have become very attached to it.  With regards to hair, my mantra used to be, "It's only hair. It will always grow back."  Not so much anymore.

No scarf this time.  I was tempted to run inside and wrap a scarf around my neck.  Not so you would think me oh-so-chic.  More as I hiding spot.

Any-hoo, hopefully the March self-portrait will have a little more green in the background.

Me in January

I really, really don't like having my picture taken.  Never have.  I am uncomfortable in front of the camera.  I never know how I should stand or smile, what to do with my hands, where to look.  So it is kind of unexpected that I have decided to take more self-portraits in an attempt to become more comfortable in front of the camera. Having said that, here is the first self-portrait.

I like that I can partially hide behind my scarf and my hat.  Not sure what I am going to hide behind in May.

What am I looking at?  The top of a tree.  Not that there was anything in the tree.  Looking up and to the side helps to disguise a chin that is no longer the chin of a twenty-five year old.  Not that I want to be twenty-five again.  i like being forty.  I just want my chin back.