The Kat House

You may not be able to tell from most of my photos, but I have lots of freckles on my face.  I’ve come to accept them, and even really like them at times, but it was a much different story when I was younger.  The kids at school called me “freckle face”.  I hated it.  I remember complaining to my grandmother at one point.  She just kept telling me how cute the freckles were, and that they made me unique, and that I had better not even think of using any skin whitening products to get rid of them.  I took her advice, and I’m glad I did.   When I started dating, the boys loved my freckles!  In fact, I still get a lot of compliments on them.  But of course, there are still those who love to make fun of me – like Kevin.  He insists that my freckles become much more noticeable when my face is red from embarrassment.   And I guess he should know since he’s the one so hell bent on embarrassing me!  Someday I’ll get him to tell you about the car windows getting smashed at a baseball game we attended!  Heck, Kevin, go ahead and share the story in the comments!