I turned 45 today. I’m long in the tooth for this blogging stuff, eh? All those young whippersnapper bloggers out there...hey, at least I use a computer and know what “the Google” is, unlike a certain someone running for president.

Anyway—aren’t those pictures embarrassing? What was my mom thinking with those outfits? And the hair, well, I’ve blogged about dealing with kinky hair, politics and all, for ages. As it was the late 60s/early 70s, I had to suffer the hell of unnatural fibers, clothed in the lovely ever-so-durable polyester. I’m sure you all have horror stories of equal proportions when it comes to clothes and school photos.