THE NOT SO BLONDE TRAVEL

Apparently non photogenic people don't love pictures. I must be photogenic because I love pictures. Anytime anywhere, that's my motto. I truly think I have only said no to a picture once and for the good reason that half of my face was paralyzed. It lasted about 3 months and for those 3 months I wasn't exactly in the best mood for obvious reasons.  But once my face was back to moving, I was back to my old ways. And yes occasionally, a picture of me is taken that I don't LOVE, but who cares .... It is just a picture. It is not that serious.  However a few people I will not name hate taking pics. It is literally a nightmare for them. Yet, once they see the pics, they get excited about them and ask if they can have some. That's the moment when I want, but don't, say no. If you are giving me grief every time I stop and take a picture, why should I share them with you? But I still do. Because I think memories are important and should be shared.  I...

A post about an ex boyfriend reappearing would have been funny, but it wouldn't have been that unique. All of us have had ex boyfriends reappear a month later, when they felt lonely, or a year later, when they realized their new girlfriend was not half the fun you were, or ten years later when they realized they married the wrong girl. Add Facebook to the mix, and usually you get some interesting messages from your past, people you haven't spoken it in forever who need a favor, e.g."we haven't spoken in ten years but I see you are a flight attendant ... may I have a free ticket?" Or ex boyfriends who haven't achieved the uncoupling process. But if you are my cousin's ex boyfriend, why would you send me a message? And what does your message even mean, aside from the fact that you belong in a psych ward? "Hi miss its nice to ... really many good memories together ... I really regret my youthful mistakes with your cousin ... I promise." Th...