Susan Merrill

Day 3: Something You Adore

It is rather coincidental that I have to declare adoration for something just days after I confess that I am not the adoring type – with my husband.  More to  work on.

This is Megan.  My firstborn.  I adore her.

She gives 110 percent to everything she does.  She pleases me in every way and amazes me every day.

She is ready for the world.  I am just not ready to let her go.

I drink my breakfast.  I use the liquid food pyramid to ensure a balanced breakfast.

Day 1: YOU

This is me through the eyes of Madison (the iMOM task manager, slave driver, non-creative, bottom line, sassy co-worker).

HMPH!  Why do I make so many faces?!  This picture is not unusual for me.  Have you ever uploaded video to YouTube?  When you do, it selects a frame from the video to be the frame cover for the video.  I am ALWAYS making a strange face.  Serious, check it out for yourself!  

I told you.  And that makes three things I can’t control – YouTube, my face and Madison.

Madison took this picture and I didn’t even notice.  What was I talking about?  I could not begin to guess.

So here is the perfect visual example of why my blog is called Susan – It’s Just Me!  Because just me is exactly what you will get – imperfection every time!

The challenge is on.  I am taking it.  I don’t think I have a choice since Madison (A.K.A. The Wrangler) has thrown down the gauntlet.  She is taking the 30 Day Photo Challenge and put a typically unflattering picture of me as the subject of Day 9 on her blog.  I didn’t know she was doing this, obviously.  On top of that she proceeded to describe for her readers her perception of our working relationship.  If she were my daughter she’d be grounded for a month!

I figure I need to show her how to take pictures and maybe get some revenge.  After all, I have a new camera that I need to break in – yep, I got that Nikon J1 I wanted for Christmas, my birthday, Valentines Day, and my anniversary, from my parents, Mark’s parents, and my children.  I am in gift debt for the next 365 days.

This could be good for me.  I may actually learn how to use my camera.

On the other hand, this is probably a strategy of Madison’s to wrangle me into writing more blogs.  In that case, she wins no matter what I do.

She kills me.