I can SCAN!!

I am totally envious of Jim's blog because he is forever putting old family photos on his blog and I have never been able to figure out how to do that....until today! Oh yes, I figured out how to use the scanner and now you will be amazed and thrilled by some of my old family photos.

Judging from this photo, my parents really knew how to party when I was a baby. Notice how the keg (and the beer my dad is holding up) is the focal point of the photo, not ME? Here is the only picture I have of my brother, sister and me all together. I am the little one in the front trying to pretend like my dress isn't entirely too short. My sister and brother both look like they would rather be anywhere but posing with their siblings and the family dog. I'm sure that Rob and Pam (my sibs) got in the Pinto hatchback right after this and went to the beach to smoke dope. I probably went in the house and played with my Lite Brite.Now, here's a big jump. Yep, it's the 80's. See how preppy I was? I would have added some pictures of me between the age of 5 and this one, but I don't think my parents took any. Being the third child there aren't a whole lot of pictures of me. Anyway...I was all about the preppy look in high school. I even had the preppy handbook and a watch with interchangeable grosgrain ribbon bands and enough fair isle sweaters to choke a horse. Look! Here's a picture of me in a fair isle sweater: That's me in the front with the white sweater on. I have no idea who all those other people are or what we were doing or where we were. I promptly forgot high school and everyone in it the minute I stepped out of the gym after graduating. Wait, I take that back. I remember Todd, my homecoming date junior year. He was so cute. Right? Isn't he cute? Look what I am wearing. I don't know if you can tell, but those are knickers. I loved that outfit. I've pretty much always hated dresses. I took a lot of grief for that ensemble. Apparently it wasn't cool to wear anything but a stupid Gunne Sax dress to homecoming. Do you remember Gunne Sax dresses? They were fucking UGLY. Take a look: There is no way I was going to wear one of those. No wonder I wasn't elected homecoming princess. This one is from a surprise 18th birthday party my friends threw me. I had on my favorite Frye cowboy boots. Look at those other people in the photo. I have no clue who the hell they are. They were my friends, though! I do remember that one girl left the party and promptly drove into someones mailbox and the cops came to the door after she told them she came from a party. As I recall, the cops questioned us all about drinking, which we weren't. We did after they left though!! Here's the last photo of me and my first serious boyfriend. I'm sure I liked him pretty well, but let me tell you something: I LOVED his car. I think his Mach 1 is in every single photo ever taken of the two of us. I dated him for two years. When he left for college, he sold that beautiful car and I totally dumped him. I tried to talk him out of selling it, but he claimed to need the money to pay for school. Right! Like he couldn't take out student loans like every body else.
I would post some recent photos, but I still don't know how to work my digital camera. No shit, I can't even take a stupid picture on it yet. I tried yesterday and I think I pushed too many buttons and I ended up with a short movie of my foot. I guess I'll have to read the stupid directions.