Mug Shot.

Yesterday I got this old photo from 11 years ago on my Facebook memories. It was of me with one of our visiting priests from Nigeria, Father C. I was 48 at the time and I was shocked to see how much I've aged  since then( esp. my face!) but I guess stress and grief will do that to you. Below is a recent photo of me taken yesterday. I notice as well for the past few years my mouth looks "crooked",too, esp. when I try to smile, making me wonder if I might have had a stroke at some point that went unnoticed. Yesterday as I was playing with Beja I also suddenly out of nowhere got this gawd-awful pain on my left side in the middle just under my lower ribs and it was soooo bad it just made me wince, gasp in pain and suck in my breath and for a few moments I couldn't even move. 

I wonder what the hell it was?

I also went and got my new passport photo(AKA "mug shot") done....and now it costs a whopping 25$ and I can still remember when it was just 9.99$!

Holy f*ck has everything ever gone up in price, doubling in price or even more!

Life is just sooooo unaffordable now.

It looked like  the girl doing it was just a teenager,too, and she reminded me of my highschool friend A and at first there was a problem with the camera(it figures) so she called someone over(I assume the manager?) who said the battery was low and as always I couldn't smile just do the Resting Bitch Face pose which is easy enough for me,ha,ha, and they said they have to see your ears(and eyes and mouth clearly, they're sooo picky) which is also easy for me since they stick out so much and no "shine" on your face,either, but no problem as i wasn't wearing any make-up.

I also couldn't find the passport applications anywhere(you can usually pick them up at the post office) and now they said to do it online which I hate.

I just want to fill in the forms and mail it away.

Beja really missed me as well even though I was only gone for 30 minutes or less.He even waited on the bench in the foyer right next to the front door I left from waiting for me the whole time I was gone and was all over me when I got back.

 It was nice to be missed though.

I guess he really does love me,afterall?

I'm also wearing one of my mother's old T-shirts as for some reason it gives me a kind of "comfort" and I laugh still remembering back in 1989 my friend F in Ottawa saying about my corduroy overalls, "You shouldn't wear that; it makes you look pregnant!" and I laughed and told her, "No matter what  I wear I'm still going to look pregnant!" because I was prego with my first child and just starting to "show."

I can't believe that "child" turns 37 later this year.

Holy shit, I really am  old!!

Is that you? Look across the ocean Is that you Thinkin' nothin' is really there? Is that you Waiting for the sunshine? Is that you When all you see is glare? And I hope you're feelin' better Yes, I hope you're feelin' good Yes, I hope you're feelin' better.-Santana