Blast from the Past

Okay. For those of you who perused yesterday's post, this is the photo my mom requested (in her comment) that I publish today. I'm not sure why, given the ugly shirt and the fact that I'm not even looking at the camera, but it's her favorite one of me as a young woman. I was attending the University of Utah at the time and studying for something or other. Can't imagine who snapped the picture. Must have been my hubby (then boyfriend) or roommate, I guess. Pretty glamorous, eh?

This one is in response to Jill's comment asking if I would post some photos of myself as a young mother "with all my kids around me." It hangs on my photo wall, and since I was too lazy to take it out of the frame and scan it, this is a picture of that picture, cropped rather carelessly. But you get the idea, right? Cute kids!

Here are a couple of faded but favorite photos from our picture book. Why must these old pics always turn yellow? (That's a rhetorical question, by the way, so please spare me the chemical details!) The first one was taken in front of my in-laws' summer home in Rancho Mirage. The second was in front of our old house in Southern California, just before my sister's wedding reception. Weren't the little guys cute in their suspenders?

And finally, here is the lovely (?) pic that hung on the wall of our church building for more than a few years. They happened to catch Matt in his dreaded dreadlock phase, so I thought you might get a kick out of it. (We were highly amused at the time, as you might imagine...)

Okay, that's enough self-revelation to last clear into next year. You can thank Jen (or not) for getting me started. Or maybe you should blame it all on my mom!

;)

PS. Those gluttons for punishment who long to feast their eyes on some earlier shots of my honey and me may click here and here. Those of you with better sense, thanks for your indulgence! (And I hereby vow not to post any photos of myself for a good, long time.)