Hubs and I have both come face to face with blasts from our pasts this week.
His mom sent us an old box of his high school memorabilia from the attic. It is hilarious stuff - all the proofs from his senior portraits (He looks like such a baby! Those freckles! That feathery blonde hair!), his old band trophies and hat (The CHS band's slogan back then was "Every day in every way." You can imagine how high school boys snickered over that, can't you?), even some old car tags (He's far too paranoid to just toss them like everyone else.). Oh, and a snake in a can. Seriously, it's really one of those trick cans that, when you open it, a big fake snake pops out.
As for me, mom was cleaning out her video collection and found a tape of some of the television interviews I did as publicity for theatre productions when I was in college. Wow. My hair was so much longer then, and I think I was nearly 10 pounds skinnier. (Aside from that, I appear to have held up rather well during the last ten years or so. Must be all the clean living! Hee hee!)
I'm happy to say that I don't appear to make an utter fool of myself in any of the clips, even in hindsight. (Thank God I can at least keep it together and remember what I'm supposed to be saying when a camera is rolling.) However, it is interesting to look back into your own eyes from 10 years ago, staring out at you from the screen, and think about all the things that little gal will do to get you where you are today.