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