Since I’m phoning it in this week, I thought I’d do two, count ‘em two, lame posts. I’m not great at math, but I think “Lame Post + Lame Post = Almost One Real Post.” Everyone is at BlogHer this week anyway.
I’m dragging my Wordful Thursday series, which began with “A Zombie Princess Birthday,” kicking and screaming out from the dust bunnies under the bed for a reprise. See, some bloggers do “Wordless Wednesday” blog posts, which are just photos. Which may or may not count as phoning it in, if you think about it. But it hurts to think right now, because of my broken head, because our Lhasa Apso hates me and wants me dead.
Before the parade of horribles befell me last week, I was going to do a post called “What 47 Looks Like.” It was going to be awesome, practically like a feminine protection commercial but instead I’d be selling the Age of 47, with me running, biking, and horseback-riding along the beach. All “age ain’t nothin’ but a number.” It would look like this, except instead of Astrid that would be me in the photo.
What 8 Looks Like.
But then I remembered (a) I don’t do any of those things; and (b) I look like this right now:
What sexy is.
So that is “What 47 Looks Like” in our house at the moment. Y’all can just wait for 48. Then I’ll be kicking ass and taking names.
Also, because I was on vacation when it went up, I forgot to properly pimp out my guest post for the beautiful and generous Erin Margolin, probably the most supportive-of-other-bloggers blogger you could meet. Erin is a real writer and doesn’t just put up posts filled with f-bombs and call it blogging.
The post, entitled, “Who Me? I’m Totally Comfortable with Aging” even fits with today’s Wordful Thursday topic because it’s all about how down I am with the process of getting older. It also has a practically normal photo of me from when I was 46. Sigh. I remember 46. So visit Erin and stay awhile to read her guest series — “Show Us Your Writer Roots” — and her original fiction, and to say hi.
Finally, completely off the topic of aging, I realized that I have never posted a photo of our adorable four-year-old, Akeyla. Unlike her sister, who has never met a cranium-themed accessory she didn’t want to don, Akeyla loves princesses and unicorns and rainbows and wears tutus to school every day. She’s also crazy, but we don’t like to label. (But she’s crazy.)
What 4 Looks Like.
Since I keep putting up terrible pictures of myself, I think you should too. (And those of you who have met me, feel free to say “Oh, Cindy looks fabulous in person!” In fact, you can just cut and paste that sentence into the comment section below.) Here’s what you do: Visit The Reedster Speaks Facebook page, be brave, and post the worst photo ever taken of you. It’ll be fun. For me.
Oh Cindy looks fabulous in person! And she’s a snappy dresser to boot.
Nicely done! Plus you added to it – I should have added a “favorite commenter” prize. Hmmm.
Worst photo? Not on your life! I shred them!
How about a silly photo? A little bit bad? C’mon, you’ve seen what I have put up!!
You do look fabulous in person. No sharing my most terrible pic. I always look bizarre in photos(or maybe I just look like me and I don’t really know what I look like), so even the “good” ones are pretty awful.
I’m not buying it Shell. What, your gorgeous long blond hair was slightly less glowing that usual?
Swobe, Jeggins, Jaunty Fedora…. Cindy Reed is a snappy dresser and a looks fabulous to boot! (you owe me a coffee tomorrow!)
I would post an exteremly horrible photo of me taken with me looking into the sun at my nephews wedding in Iowa, however, I went to the phone and camera of every member of the family and ensured that the photo; in which I looked like I was watching a horror film, not happily showing off my polka dot dress with my neice and sister who were also perkily dressed in polka dots, was permanently deleted!
Chicken. You’ve seen what I’ve posted. I’m all about posting photos that make it look like I’m not trying at all. I win.
No seriously I deleted them… My sisters started showing them around saying…. Katie will want this deleted won’t she??
I’m 48. It’s not so horrible! When you were describing “what 47 looks like” it made me think of a tampon commercial, ha (can I laugh at myself?)
Yes! A glowing, exciting, athletic tampon commercial. And truly, I am trying to own 47.
Would have been easier to “own” if 27 hours into it I hadn’t broken my face…
Wait, you’re 47? That makes you even slightly older than me, and I’m like a dinosaur. Which is actually a good thing, because – HEY 20 something bloggers – I INVENTED THE FREAKING INTERNET! It just, strangely, didn’t occur to me that ANYONE would want to hear my thoughts on a semi daily basis on it. I was writer BEFORE I was a web nerd. Never put 2 and 2 together until 3 years ago or so when apparently everyone became a writer. Who knew. I’m an IDIOT.
And you look like you’re 16 in that photo at the top of the blog. I love you even more!
Thanks Amy! Full disclosure – that picture at the top of the blog is age 44 before we moved to Asheville. But if it looks 16 – winning! We 40somethings need to keep showing the kids how it’s done, for sure.
Oh and PS: Akeyla is ADORABLE.
But I guess you knew that.
She is a doll. But crazy.
“Oh, Cindy looks fabulous in person!” In fact, you can just cut and paste that sentence into the comment section below.)
Oh wait a minute … didn’t quite work the way I meant. What I mean to say was: Cindy LOOKS fabulous and IS fabulous. Always!!
Very nicely done. On the second try.
Thanks, but no thanks. Your pic reminds me of when I go to use my iPhone to take a picture of my adorable kids but for some reason the camera is reversed so I get a close up of MY OWN FACE and it scares me so bad that for a few minutes my fingers are trembling and I can’t even make the iPhone work, so the photo op passes but I don’t even care because I’m just counting the minutes until the kids go to bed so I can pour myself a glass of wine and drink it in the living room, in candle light (in which I still look totally fabulous).
Yes – face time on the ipad = PURE EVIL. Low flickering lighting = HOT.
I’ve never met you in person but I have no doubt you would look good in it.
I’m 35 with horrible acne so I COULD post a great terrible picture of myself, but I think I may pass.
I’ll always have sad teenage Carrie.
Cindy DOES look fabulous in the morning, even at breakfast after a night of blog-conferencing! She especially looks fabulous if she’s excited about something, like building schools in Laos or particularly charming breakfast table-mate.
It is the glow of those around us that makes us truly beautiful.
^has a
Classic Katie
. Wish I’d had the presence of mind to handle those deletions in person a few times in the past.
Cindy Reed is fabulous in person . . . and has that special je ne sais quoi style that makes her a standout in Asheville (and anywhere really
. Miss you Cindy!!
Oh Liz, soon we will gather again. I have a new hat to show off to the moms.
Akeyla is gorgeous and I LOVE crazy! I think your math equation is sound (I was a college math major for a while). 47 is the new something. I’m 50 and that’s like 35, right? Very, very enertaining read on my Friday afternoon!
Whew! I am glad you validated my equation
First of all, in person Cindy does not look a day over 37. Secondly, she is fantastic in person and can wear a fedora like nobody’s business! Finally, I laughed out loud at this post. I am off to send it to my BFF right now!
And I will look for a bad picture of me, but I tend to delete those immediately even if the kids look cute…I know, right? That is Mother of the Year for you!
Yeah, the kids get enough attention for being cute…wouldn’t want them to get big heads.
Cindy, it would be a fabulous photo, but you forgot the hat! You must have a hat!!!! The Reedster = hats!
You’re right! That’s why the photo of my busted nose in the previous post is so much better!
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