This Is Why I Rarely Take Selfies

I am making my Thursday Post on Thursday, but I fear it will not be the elusive Better Blog Post for which I strive.  However, I believe I can manage another Throwback Thursday Post and will attempt to throw back to something I have not thrown back to before.

I question… something.

In my last blog post, I alluded to “selfies of surpassing silliness.”  The above is one of them.  You see, I was doing a challenge in which for 34 days I exercised for 34 minutes, then posted a selfie on Facebook with some information about the 34 million Americans with diabetes.  Most of my selfies included Halloween decor.

I smile at a friend.

The bat’s name is Mookie Wilson, and he has hung from light cords in my home since the late 1980’s.  My then boyfriend (now husband) Steven won him in a claw game.  My sister Diane suggested the name.

I got the pumpkin at Cassler’s Flower Farm.

Regular readers have seen Bonaparte before.

Steve got me the vampire at Aubuchon in Herkimer, when it was still open. The skulls he holds were from Pumpkin Junction.

I took more selfies than this, but these are the ones I happened to share in the blog.  I will have to look up and read those posts sometime.  In the meantime, I feel I am doing violence to my vanity by posting the pictures.  But perhaps it is good for me to admit occasionally that I am not nearly as cute as I like to think I am.  And it is always a good idea to share a little silliness.