Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Where Am I?

I'm posting a bit over on my Grok and Roll blog. Come read along if you're interested in bitching, crying, whining, grousing, kvetching, complaining, and just general thought-chaos. You know, the regular order of events.

Here is some entertainment in case you need a bit of coercion.
Me at age 18. A bitcher and moaner in the making. What a face!

6 comments:

Karen said...

LOL... oh you little bitch.

Ms. A said...

I'm trying to remember 18??? Gawd, that was a long time ago!

T said...

I just see a rather enviable youthful sexy pout.

Great facial bone structure, Pretty Woman!



So. Cal. Gal said...

I wear that face quite often. Of course, I blame the brothers. And 18? What's that? ; )

Diane Cayton-Hakey said...

HA! I think I have a similar one at perhaps age 14 or 15. We all went through those bitchy years.

Deborah said...

Everything was so damned important when I was 18. I always thought, "I am going to die!" because something was so devastating. Ha!