ode to my shades

I seem to have the hardest time with sunglasses.
I either lose them or break them.
Luckily I don't spend too much on them either.
The "having to have Ray-Bans" era was left behind in my youth...my twenties.
Why am I dedicating a post to sunglasses you ask yourself? (I'm asking myself that too, don't feel all alone).
Well, I broke yet another pair on Sunday. These cool shades that I purchased from my cousin, Cindy who sells killer bags, purses and shades for little more than a song!
Interested? let me know - I can so hook you up!
(Cin-if you are reading this I hope we can find another pair semi close - and maybe you can talk me into a good case this time!?) :)
Yes, this is a typical self portrait in the car shot.
Ironically, the very morning of the incident.
Understand I absolutely detest photos of myself. However, I understand the need for them, so I take the occasional selfie.
I am glad now that my cool knock-off Guccis are preserved forever on the morning of their demise. I plan on starting This is Me - a cool chick Holly and her friends started these prompts to help you put together a journal/scrapbook about yourself. Us scrapbookers are always scrapping kids, vacations, pets, etc, but somehow we get left out of the picture....literally! So I hope to do better at getting my own thoughts and feelings down -along with a few pics of myself...just for me. I need preserved too, ya know! Anyway, I've gone way off subject...I was posting an ode to my shades. I just felt the need to explain the reason for the pictures I guess.

Now, onto the rest of the story... just like Paul Harvey!
see these:
Not the cute dog and chick, but the shades!
These are the sad excuse the lovely Ms. Alex (my 16yo step dd) allowed me to borrow until I obtain new & even cooler shades.

Yes, those would be safely glasses.
Her hot pink ones that she "HAD TO HAVE" for her shooting team.
I look like a total dork.
I realize this of course.
She has gotten a kick out of the fact that I am actually wearing them!
Luckily Amy let me have an old pair of hers...I'll have to share a photo of those another day.

Is this not the funniest picture of Angus & I.

I love his windswept look & he looks unhappy, but trust me he loves riding at high rates of speed.
{not real high rates mom! no higher than your Mario Andretti speeds on the 4wheeler!}

Here are more:

He is flippin' hilarious!

If you are the least bit interested in the This is Me thing, you so DON'T have to be a "scrapbooker" - pick up a little journal or a $.58 sprial notebook of some kind and have at it.
I would love to have someone do it with me.
I plan on going back to the beginning and starting.