Shopping in Cedar

 Ok, I have discovered a huge lack in Cedar/Enoch.  I have spent many hours this last week searching for just the right things:  A gold crown and black shirts for everyone in the family.  The reason for the gold crown is obvious--Halloween, but the reason for black shirts may not be.  My only brother is going into the Air Force Nov. 3, and we are having a going away party.  Since this is the last chance we will have for a very long time to all be together we are having a family picture taken.  We will all be dressed in black shirts and jeans.  None of us have that combo.  When Wal-mart is your only affordable option, your choices are limited.  I had many black shirts to choose from, but most of them showed my worst side--ok, my fat.  I'm hoping to appear slimmer than I actually am, not fatter than I actually am.  I finally found one for every one, but poor B--his is two sizes too big.  It'll be fine though.  He doesn't need to look like he belongs on the cover of a fashion magazine; he just needs to blend in.  Hopefully everything but my face is hidden and then it won't matter what I wear.  Do I really look like this?  If I do I need serious help.  

 Arg!  I hate having pitures taken of me; not only Am I not photogenic at that moment, but it is frozen in time to be looked at forever and ever with loving adoration.  I must be too harsh on myself.  So I resolve to love whatever shots are taken and be happy no matter what I look like.