Embrace the Middle Aged Chaos!

There are benefits when you get to a place in your life where you don't actually care all that much what others might think of you and your occasionally strange behavior. That isn't to say that I don't have moments of total and complete rock bottom non-existent self esteem periods of time. They happen, but they don't happen all that often. I got to about age 40 and said to myself, "If someone doesn't like me.....F*** it! I don't care."
Not even I can write that word on my blog. I might USE it on occasion (it is part of my favorite swearing phrase that I use ONLY when alone) but I cannot actually write it on what could be called a family blog.

Where was I?

Oh yes. So, this is how far I have come in not caring what others think of me.

On Monday afternoon I had to privilege of taking this fellow's Senior pictures. 

 
Long gone are the days when you went to a studio and took pictures like this......

Please shoot me. Can there be a more awkward photograph in the Senior picture pantheon of ackwardness? That is my, "Please just get this over with before I kill you" smile. You can see it in my eyes. You can also see the, "Oh my gosh I feel so awkward and inadequate" feeling in my eyes. It is there.

But now a days......because I really don't care what others think of me for the most part....and because I can.....I wore these beauties for the photo shoot.

AND I had my jeans rolled up a bit. 

AND I had clogs on, although not my Crocs.

I love being a 54 year old who can wear what she wants and say PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT! to the world.
Poor Luke was probably just hoping that we would get the photo shoot humiliation over with as soon as possible. Especially considering at one point I had him standing in the middle of the road so that I could take some pictures there.

I say......

Embrace the Middle Aged Chaos!

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