Trip down memory lane.

I've been enjoying a stroll down memory lane.  One of my sisters took all my mother and grandmother's slides and scanned them, then put them on a flash drive.  It took her days, because there were lots of slides!  The thing is, they are not in any particular order.  So there will be a picture of us when we were small, then pictures of our children, then scenes from high school plays and assemblies, and so on.  I have realized two important things:  I was way cuter than I thought I was at the time, and my mother managed to make me some fabulous dresses that I had completely forgotten.  

I have heard others say how uncomfortable they were with themselves during the teenage years, then looking back realized that they had it all.  I don't remember thinking I was good-looking.  I just remember worrying about my hair, my freckles, the small scar on my face from an auto accident, yada yada.  And the only dress I remember purchasing was for my Junior Prom.  Maybe there were more, but my mother was a talented seamstress with limited means, so I think she made most of them.

I also found this picture of the method I used for getting my naturally curly hair to lay as smooth and controlled as possible.  It took FOREVER to dry because the cans had no ventilation and the hair was long.  But if I took the cans out too soon, I'd frizz for sure.  My dad used to tease me about getting radio signals from across the country.

This is me and my oldest son.  I must have been about 22 years old.  I actually remember this outfit.  Notice the smooth hair.

Maybe in a few days I'll post pictures of some of the fabulous outfits I had for various occasions.  In high school, I was often in plays, operettas, traveling assemblies, and other activities that required special clothing.  I have realized that I did not adequately appreciate my mother's talent.  

Just tell me if I get too carried away  and annoying with this reminiscence.  I'm having lots of fun remembering.