history

"Those who don't know history are doomed to repeat it."
--Edmund Burke

My mom [emotionally ambushed me and] gave me several boxes of memorabilia to go through during my Christmas holiday visit.  I rediscovered numerous priceless photos of me in various awkward stages in my life.  Here are a few samples:

 [I believe this to be my 7th grade photo.  It is pretty much amazing.]

 [This is my 11th grade photo.  I am not sure about the tie-died look but my hair style is adorable.]

 [This is evidence of one of my childhood skills of sleeping in the car.  Perhaps this is like 4th or 5th grade.  The reason I include it is because I am wearing my favorite sweatpants and sweatshirt outfit of all time.  The sweatshirt was split in the middle - gray on one side and blue on the other.  The sweatpants were similarly split in color, but just the opposite.  I remember declaring that I will wear those sweatpants forever and that jeans are stupid.  I mourn the loss of those sweatpants.]

[And, I have to end with a fuzzy photo of me and my French horn.  Maybe this is 5th or 6th grade? If you somehow thought that perhaps I was popular... you were WAY off.]