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16 January So after finding out that my boy died, I had to go have my headshots taken. O rapture. Which meant that I had to try not to cry too much so that I wouldn't be blotchy and red-eyed in my pictures. In a way, it wasn't easy, but in another way, it was a gift to have this other thing to think about and concentrate on. It was a good shoot, the makeup-hair girl was terrific and friendly, the photographer was great, there was just a really good atmosphere around the whole experience. I kept saying, as Monique was touching up my makeup, "I am so important! I am the most important person in the whole world!" How can movie stars possibly feel any different, if I feel that way just getting my headshots done? It was good, it went well, I had a great time, I felt pretty. Then I saw the shots yesterday and realized that I am actually the ugliest person who has ever lived. God, I hate seeing what I really look like, I far prefer the picture that I have in my head. I'm much less jowly.
Yesterday, I got my stitches out from my head, then we went to tea at my Mom's friend Joan's new apartment. Joan and Jim just moved from a house around the block from me, where they lived my whole life. Who moves? Who moves from where they have lived for years? Who gives up their children's childhood home? Who are these people? People who live at the top of steep hills that they can't really climb anymore, that's who. Their new condo is terrific, though. As big as the house, frankly, and like it enough in layout that I forgave them for moving. Because all change is bad. Their daughter, my childhood friend Teri was there, with her daughter Kristen. I was very surprised, my mother had no idea what I was talking about, the whole idea was for all of us to get together, but somehow I missed that bit! We had a great time, chatting and catching up and eating pie. Kristen absolutely loved my digital camera and went around taking pictures of the dog and her grandfather and so on. If you ever want to bond with a nine-year-old, give them a camera that they are unlikely to break and let them take pictures that they can see right away, you'll be friends for life!
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