Reflecting

Something is the matter with the mirrors in my home.

I mean they are “reflecting” and all.  It’s just there is something freaky going on.

What they are reflecting to me and apparently what everyone else sees are two different things.

How do I know this?

Well, I tried to take a picture by looking in our bathroom mirror on my phone.

Don’t ask me why.

Okay, inquiring minds are asking.

Fine, I’ll tell you.

Apparently it is the “thing” to do on Facebook, so I thought I would try it and send a sweet Valentine picture to my hubby’s phone.

The resulting picture looked nothing like what I was seeing in the mirror.

I saw a younger version of my Grandmother, or what I’d like to think my Mother would have looked like if she would have lived to be my age.

I’ve heard before that a camera will add ten pounds.

Isn’t that special?

I think camera phones add twenty pounds and twenty years.  You know, they packed a lot of apps in that small packaging.