Jan said she wants to see more of me. While I hoped that meant she wanted me to drive up for coffee, she mentioned a picture. -wink-
This is me, sans glasses. The eyes are dark brown. The lipstick is almost always some shade of red. The curls are natural, and the haircolor is Clairol Cream Something 7R.
Speaking of hair...I have a hair story.
Four years ago I spoke at a church in Ohio, and the pastor was from South Carolina. He was all pumped because he was going to have someone with a deeper accent than he has, so folks could focus on my talking and not his. Well, I get off the plane and meet him, and I have no accent. Seriously. I can turn my accent off. He was blown away and sorely disappointed. However, it is just hard to deny being from Texas, accent or not.
After church this lady was talking to me, and she said, “You don’t sound or look like your from Texas.” Look like I’m from Texas? “I thought you’d have big hair or something.”
I had my hair up because the curls go mad (or massive) in humidity, and I said, “Ma’am, my hair is so big and takes up so much space that American Airlines made me count it as a carry on.”