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A Look Back In Time




My four year old girl just said, "Is that really your mother?" Just imagine that said with a lot of indignation and disbelief. Indeed, this is my mother. I love this photo of her. I love the hair. I love the way she's sitting. She's beautiful. I think this is her senior photo but I'm not sure. I'd ask her but she never has her cell phone on (hi Mom! can you turn your phone on once in a while so that I can talk to you? k thanks!)

I don't know that  a clear shot of my parent's wedding is even in existence. Seriously? Every single picture of them at the alter looks like it was taken by the Hubble Telescope. Anywhoo, I wish my mom's dress was still around when I got married. I love the veil and how long it is. I don't know that I would have been able to fit into the dress, I am doubting it though. Still, this is the same alter I got married in front of. Love love love this church!

This is nothing but a whole mess of trouble makers right here! My Papa Edward (mom's father), my dad's best friend Lyle, my dad and the king of trouble makers, my Papa Cobby. That's my dad's dad and lord knows he learned from the best right? He passed it all onto me and I must keep it going with my heathens devil spawn lovely children. My Papa Cobby would be so proud.



 My parents again. I kind of miss the seventies. Not all of them of course. But again, I love my mom's hair. I couldn't do that with my hair now if I wanted to. And if I could do it? I'm probably too lazy to do it all the time so what's the point no?

More troublemakers. This time on my mom's side. That would be her sister, my Auntie B. I wish that we lived closer to each other so that we could visit all the time. Used to be she lived in CA whilst I was in WI but then she moved out to WI with her family on Christmas Eve one year and for couple years there, we were in the same state. Now? I'm across the river and through some woods and not off to Grandmother's house. Right. So. These two get together and it's pointless to try and get a word in edgewise. I should know, I've succeeded only a couple times in all of my 29 30 36 years.
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