this is my daughter ...

That one on the right.  Not the left.  The gal on the left still has her wits about her.  The girlie on the right is about done in.

Four weeks of a job that crinkled her brain has her going from:

to:

from:

to:

and:  

Okay, this one's not so bad.  It's also not accurate.

More like:

Yep, that's my girl now.  After just four short long weeks.

She's gone from this:

to this:

Poor kid.

Right now it's best not to walk ahead of her in a dark alley.

She'll knock the snot right out of ya'.

 In short, this is Elizabeth.

Welcome home Elizabeth.  We've missed you.

We KNOW you've missed us.

;)