Through the eyes of a girl….

The following are images that I was fond of. I found a pic of me in high school. (I had just wrapped up our Christmas production)

Just, kidding. I’m not blond. I did, however, listen to my teacher:

I was the model student:

What a difference a day makes, right?

So my teacher called me …..

Apparently, there were zombies in America. (Born and bred in D.C.!) I was having no part of that!

She claimed boys appreciated girls with guns who liked to fight.

I was worried as I had heard rumours to the contrary.

Then again, I did think I could be really cool and defend my country at the same time!

I must say it was a bit of the Angelina Effect for me.

My husband was not pleased with my grandiose ideas.

He was very emphatic that I would be happier instead with my new boots…

…..and my new gun. I can’t argue