


Waaay back in 1996, I had a friend who was a photo major in college. She asked if I would help her w/an assignment by coming over and wearing a black sweater and letting her take some pics of me. Okaaaay...I went along and these were the result. They made me laugh then, and make me smile now, so I've kept them tucked away in the filing cabinet.
Tonight, I was looking for important documents to copy & place w/our 72 hr kits when I ran across them. I showed them to the girls, and E didn't believe that it was me!
OUCH!
You know what I remember most about getting these pictures taken? Wishing she'd hurry up, 'cause she lived close to P, and I told him I'd stop by afterwards. We'd just started kissing a week or so prior, and I was anxious to go say "hello!"
Now not only will E not believe these pics are of me, she'll be totally grossed out, too!
Hey, a mom's gotta amuse herself somehow!