Footprints on the Moon

Since I’m still at work, and still bored, and I have no desire to try and cleverly fit in the link to drug treatment centers, I’m just going to throw that in there and continue sharing some blasts from the past with you.

This is me and my best friend from middle school, Heather. As you can see, we thought we were quite the “thing.” Judging from the date on the picture, I was 12. Wait, that’s May, so I was still 11. That was at Camp Tannadoonah on a Camp Fire camping trip. I loved those weekends.

This is from high school, sophomore year, my best friend Steph and I. I don’t have contact info for her anymore, but every once in awhile I search for her on the internet. I always come up empty. We grew apart pretty quickly after high school, which was sad… the biggest thing we had in common was being boy crazy during high school! Good memories

This was a party at Steph’s house… I think for Halloween, junior year of high school. At least that’s what I’m going with given the curly hair. I think that was the year I got a perm. (I’m the person on the left, sitting on the couch. Sarah C. is draped across the back. Next to me are Jenni, Steph and Ryan P., and Katie is draped across our laps).

My favorite picture of junior prom. I was wearing his glasses, and he was wearing mine. I’m pretty much blind without my glasses too The rest of prom kind of sucked, so I picked a picture from before it started sucking.

Once again, bottom left. This was our group for a midsummer night’s dream sketch (probably my favorite Shakespeare play, since I knew you were curious lol). We had to reinterpret the scene, so we were rednecks of some kind, hence the sweats, fake pregnancies, and fake women. What I remember about this day is the class being super impressed by my acting because I was usually very quiet and that day I was very loud and very hick!

This is going to get very long, and I’m not done sharing pictures with you, so I think I’ll hide the rest of this behind the jump.

High school graduation… to save you the trouble of indentifying the building in the background by the two words you can see– it’s the Joyce Center at Notre Dame.

One of my senior pictures. This is the only lacrosse picture you get of me since all the other ones I found at home were not suitable for scanning– i.e. “That dot there on the field is me.”

Senior prom… posing in the Japanese gardens with Steph and Erica. I went dateless to this one and had a great time (except for the slow dances), even despite the fact that they both went and got dates on me at the last minute. Traitors.

Brandy and I at Hacienda for her surprise bachelorette party. Man, I missed this girl when she moved away! You can’t really tell from the picture, but the point of the ice cream is that it’s shaped, uh, like a certain portion of the male anatomy. Childish, but hilarious! Besides, what’s a bachelorette party without a gratuitous penis, even if it’s shaped out of ice cream?

Freshman year of college, my roommate Leslie, our friend Andrea and I on “BOB” which may have stood for Big Ole Blue, but I don’t recall now.

Much later that same year, look how much my hair had grown! This is Leslie and I, in my pajama pants which were clearly very big but comfy! I had this picture on my computer from before… if I’d have thought about it, I’d have found the “back view” picture and scanned that in too! You probably can’t tell from the picture that I’d been crying not long before this, but I can. I don’t remember what I’d been crying about, but this is how Leslie helped cheer me up! We walked around the whole floor like that, and people thought we were insane… it was hilarious!

Okay, now I’m out of fun pictures to show you… I hope this stroll down memory lane was as fun for you as it was for me! I know I always love seeing pictures of all of you before I “knew” you!

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