READ the NUMBERS!!

Not 4, not 5, but 16. I'm throwing them all on here, what the hell.

knotty girl (photo removed, sorry)

This is the picture I'm sending in for the Nat'l Association of Farm Broadcasters flyer. I'm supposed to take part in a speakers panel at their national convention in November. I feel seriously outclassed. I don't know why, I can bullshit a resume as well as anyone but every time I think about appearing as an authority for anything other than say, bbq or getting oil stains out of a blouse, I panic. My stomach goes all in knots.

Don't get me wrong. It's an honor. But I can't help feeling it should belong to someone else.

By the way, it took 20 attempts to get a picture that minimized my chins.