this is not pretty

i promised myself that i would never never never never never never never put terrible. scary. embarrassing. pictures of myself on the blog.

this is what i look like when i shower just before i hit the pillow.
{wet hair NEVER dries well on cotton pillow cases.}

i had just gotten up and started my morning routine this morning.
hadn't glanced in a mirror.
then Jason came home from his early lab and caught a glimpse of his darling wife.
he giggled and giggled.
and grabbed my nifty camera 
and started snapping ugly pictures.

as i was cleaning up our breakfast dishes {oatmeal. we make it good with sugar-free coffee creamer + brown sugar + raisons} there came a knock at the door.

i wondered if it was my mom again {who stopped by to pick up her iPod--i hooked her up with some great tunes--she wasn't surprised by the hair and oversized sweater. i knew she wouldn't be} but i wasn't positive so i grabbed my little beanie and trotted to the door.


two ladies from the ward holding an ensign.
visiting teachers.

visiting teachers  i looked like THIS:

why does weird crap seem to happen every time a visiting teacher decides to drop on by??

the apartment looked like a war zone.
there were dishes in the sink.
my hair...... WOW.
i was wearing jason's hugantic sweater.
my fave USU sweats {go aggies}
and of course
my sweater boots.

good thing i grabbed for the freakin beanie.


Battfam said...

The beanie totally saved you, Geri. Totally.
P. S. I'm sure your VT's love you anyway.

Lucy said...

I heard something comforting. This morning, on the radio, Liza says that there is very little difference in getting ready and not getting ready for her. I thought, hey, anything goes!
(she also dances around the studio on the fast songs, Mike, her partner,says)

Audrey said...

wow ger! you look pretty! actually i wouldn't mind if my hair looked like that in the morning, tame her down a bit and viola...perfect!
also i was going to tell you, that when we lived in wisconsin i totally forgot about my v.t.ers and they rang the bell and my heart dropped cuz i had NO pants on! i had to open the door a peep and lie to them. i told them daws (was a baby at the time) threw up on my pj bottoms (it was 9am) and that i needed to go up and get some new ones on. oops. i try to jot them on the calander now!

jason said...

imagine all that and then me coming out of the bathroom and finding the visiting teachers over... uh, awkward! I just sat down at the kitchen table and continued with my homework. they made it quick. I think they weren't used to a weird guy in the corner eavesdropping. haha

geri said...

w/o pants on???
that gives new meaning to "CALL FIRST".

oh yeah. forgot to add that Jason was in the bathroom yelling, "hey Ger, who is it?"

Kim B. said...


Cassie said...

No need to lie about anything. What you see is what you get.

Hobley said...

i am really happy you posted those pictures!