I know it has been a while. I have been a little afraid of the internet lately, I think I'm better. Let me take you back a few days.
I was having a happy morning; the kids had gone to school, the dogs were having their third nap of the day (the mid-morning nap), I was enjoying a particularly strong latte and trying to think up the lies that I would tell my nutritionist. And, of course, checking my email.
A "friend", we will call her Cruella deVille, sent me this cute fun little link; www.myheritage.com "Find the Celebrity in You". At this site, you upload a photo of yourself and it tells you which celebrities you resemble based on facial recognition technology.
Well, the first photo I uploaded went well. I run the risk of being mobbed by the fanatic autograph seekers of Sandra Bullock and Jessica Alba and a few lesser known celebrities of obvious Asian descent (???). The sun was in my eyes.
Then, as I continue scrolling through the pictures of my co-beauties and feel my ego growing, up pops a picture of Quentin Tarantino! I bear a slight (but mentioned) resemblance to Quentin Tarantino! He is not an attractive man; and he's a man. Now, if this program was finding similarities in brilliance and creativity, this would be fine. Looks, not so much. I immediately closed my laptop, pushed my chair back and stared at the computer that was once my ally as though it was a basket containing a snake that I wasn't sure how to dispose of. Then, to the mirror to check out my hairline and the profile of my nose; ego right back down there where it belongs.