Easter and Ears

Yea, yea yea....Easter, friends, food, candy...heartwarming stuff.
Check.

But more importantly, I came to terms with something yesterday and appropriately enough, it was on Easter -- a day known for its big ears.

Big ears run in my family and I've forever been in a fight with them. Well, I guess my hair has. In nearly every picture of me since I had hair (which wasn't until I was 2 1/2, mind you) one of my ears is peeping out from behind my hair. Every year, I would anxiously await for my yearbook photo and low and behold, every time, ear.

In a conversation with a friend last night, I discovered I'm not alone. And I'm just going to own it, and make it my trademark.

Done.