Don't get me wrong. I like being able to keep up with all my friends and family, their new photos and happenings. It's just that my husband has his very own Facebook account and has taken it upon himself to upload each and every unflattering photo of me that he has been able to find on the hard-drive of our home computer. He means well..."Oh honey, I think you look cute." The photo is of our family sitting on the edge of the Palo Duro Canyon. I am holding on to Max, our dog, for dear life and may hair looks like a small tornado has just taken up residence on top of my head. Then there are the pics he takes of Sarah when she has crashed on the couch. Nice! Just wait. I know there is a goofy picture of him on the computer somewhere and I vow to post it.
Of course, this is all said, tongue in cheek. I think he really does feel like the photos are "cute". Gotta love him.