So, back in May my family participated in the Susan G. Komen Race For The Cure in Richmond, Virginia, in memory and honor of my mom, Billie Schaefer, who passed away from breast cancer last July. Anyway, we had a good time and raised a lot of money. On the day of the race, upon arriving, your team gets a picture taken. Today, my sister sent me that picture.
Apparently, someone didn’t get the memo that this wasn’t one of those silly-face pictures – it was actually a normal, smiley, respectful-of-cancer-victims type picture.
WORST PICTURE OF ME EVER.
Could I have any more CHINS? I look like a Cathy-Waldo-RipTaylor combo. Why am I showing you this? Because I can’t bear this pain alone, people.