Since I ended up up staying up all night last night, basically, sorting through things in my office, getting distracted easily, I didn't go to bed until 6:30 am! The birds woke me up at 11. Then I had a luncheon and Relief Society presidency meeting at Chili's. We have a tendency to enjoy each other's company, so these meeting are lengthy and pleasant. Afterwards, I went back on my shopping quest, searching for a few specific pieces of furniture, not returning until late this evening. I found what I was looking for and can't wait until it arrives next week. Patience...
Here's a cute little picture of me in kindergarten, 1968. All my life, I've never forgotten this shot below in first grade (1969) when the photog asked me to say "peaches" and he snapped the shot at the "ch" sound. If you're trying to get a kid to smile, don't tell them to say peaches. It's scarred me for life. Mom, what the heck happened to my hair? Did I fix it myself? After all, I was in second grade and very capable. My grandma crocheted that groovy vest for me, but who is responsible for the hack job on my hair? Hello, 1970! Who knows where my third grade picture is. We moved so often, changing schools, that I might have missed picture day. Next is my fourth grade mug shot. I must have sworn off bangs by then. Thank goodness for those plastic barrettes to deal with the in-between length. Notice how every year I wore green? Yeah, it's been my favorite color for as long as I can remember. I don't have an actual school pic of me in f...
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