Okay, okay! This one needs a serious explanation! You see, I didn't have to go to work today because it's a snow day in my school district. So... I'm bored and home with sick kids and have nothing better to do (besides clean my house and pack) than to completely embarrass myself and my husband (so sorry Joel)! This picture always elicits the same reaction: gasp, "Oh my gosh, you look so young!", followed by uncontrollable laughter. My response, "Well, you see, I had just turned nineteen....", I trail off, realizing there is no point in continuing, the damage is done. But I think we were really cute and we were really, truly, madly, disgustingly in love (just ask our families, they witnessed the excessive displays of public affection)! Just ignore my gigantic, over-sized t-shirt, my early 90's frizzy perm and foofy bangs. Oh, and the fact that I look like I'm twelve years old? Ignore that too.
This is one of my favorites! I loved my pretty, Anne of Green Gables, puffed sleeve dress. I loved my new husband. I loved that we were starting a life together, the sky was the limit!
I should, however, explain the heart-shaped, scratched, and stained condition of this photo. I cut it to fit into a heart shaped frame because I was 19 and a romantic, then the glass broke exposing it to the elements over the past 14 years. It's weathered, it's abused, it's a funny shape but I still love it.
This one? Well, it's the best I could come up with on such short notice! Our kids are really cute though, right? And I like the way we are holding hands. The love is still alive, baby!