I am like WEEKS behind on this. Everyone else was busy Yearbook-ing themselves a while ago. But I never got around to it. I have a horrible headache, a stuffy nose, and a sore throat tonight, so this was just the kind of mindless entertainment I needed.
1952 – This one looks not unlike one of my Homecoming dates from high school.
1974 – um. I don’t even know.
1988 – Drove a Camaro, for SURE.
1996 – This one cracks me up because this is the year we met. And honestly? HE TOTALLY LOOKED LIKE THIS.
1966 – I’m thinking of taking this picture with me to my next haircut. What do you think?
1974 – This one I like, actually- I look like my mom in 1974!
1990 – Oh 1990, you tried so hard to not be the 80s, but you FAILED MISERABLY.
1996 – Looks oddly NOT photo-shopped. What I would look like with short, blond hair.
I promise that I’ll get back to writing real posts one of these days. I’ve just had a relapse this evening of The Cold That Will Not Die and my brain is stuffy.