This is a lot like how I look when I wake up, folks, with a big old turkey-tail of pillow-head. Only not with the cute, alert eyes and precious face.
I look in that mirror some days and see my Mother, and other days, it’s like one of those age-progression things they do to find lost people, and I mutter to myself:
Pebbles Flintstone, AS SHE’D LOOK TODAY!!!