My Aunt Kay drove up on Friday from Dallas. She and my mom and their friend Connie had a hotel room and apparently stayed up all night drinking cigarettes and smoking cheap booze while singing their high school fight song and alma mater until they passed out. Or something like that.
My Aunt Kay and Connie are quite a bit younger than my own momma. In fact, my grandmother thought she had a tumor in her belly and had an x-ray done just two months before my Aunt Kay was born. It was at that time that she found out she was pregnant yet again ... just ten short years after her last pregnancy.
As we waited for the party to really get started, my Aunt Kay and my own momma decided to take a couple of selfies. My own momma is still learning how to work her phone so my Aunt Kay said she'd take the selfie and then send it to my own momma. Not that my own momma would be able to retrieve it.
|Notice that my Aunt Kay is not looking at the camera but at me.|
It's because she could see me better than the camera.
My sister and I giggled at them trying to take the selfie because, from where we were standing, it didn't appear that they were doing much picture taking.
Finally, my aunt just asked me to take the picture.
"I can't get close enough," she said as if she were a twelve-year-old looking to update her Facebook profile pic, "without putting on my glasses."
And ... that's the real reason why you don't see many selfies of people over 45.