On the 22 October it was one of my girl's birthday, as I posted before, and on the 24 was mine.
I wanted to post here a picture of the cake and all but I couldn't find a way of transfering the pictues to my computer because I have a new camera!
Yes, my husband gave me as one of the presents. The other one is perfectly good but he wanted to give me one more advanced. The problem is I was so used to the other one that now I don't know, yet, to do some things as putting all the photos in the computer.
Never mind. I will show you the ones taken with the old one.
That's hubby's hand here.
I don't dare to show my face. When I see me in the mirror, I don't dislike it and accept very well the signs of the time but when somebody takes a picture of me it's so depressing. I was looking at some my husband took and I couldn't stop thinking to myself: who is this old woman? And I felt a bit sorry for my husband who married a pretty girl and now have this fat and old thing.
Well, I must say to myself that the image in the mirror is the true one, not the ones in the pictures.
Don't think now that I have a low self estime. I quite like me , with all my good and bed things - in my own opinion, more good than bed. It's just I have a very bad relationship with the camera when it comes to my face. I think I'm never well enough.
Sorry about this, I just needed to talk. Maybe someone who reads my blog can feel the same and understand.
Now, here they are some presents I had, given by my mother: a rose plant, a nightie ( it's so pretty, isn't it?)
a big birthay cake, my favorite, here still inside the box, and a Christmas towel.
My mother knows how I'm crazy for Christmas.