Blast From the Past.

Do you have an old email address that you only check every so many weeks or months?

Hotmail.  I’ve had a hotmail address since I was probably 12 years old.  Part with it?  Why, no!  What if someone from 15 years ago needs to reach me and alllllllllll they’ve got is my old email address?  (Highly unlikely, I know.  I’m an email hoarder.  I admit it.)

Buried beneath all sorts of ads, coupons, grocery notifications and Groupon alerts, this morning I realized that I had missed an email from my Uncle Joe.  A few weeks ago, he was nice enough to send me a couple pics from my childhood!

Ready to see some sweetness?

First of all, isn’t my mom SO beautiful?  Woweeee!

Second of all, that’s my older sister, Manny.  I’m the babe.

Thirdly, I don’t believe that a husband’s head of hair should ever be more voluminous than his wife’s.  Alas, my dad was a blow dryin’ man.

Fourth and finally, I don’t think that Bennett and I share the same profile (in spite of our sharing of large, expressive eyes).

Then there’s this one:

This time the babe is my brother, Joey (or as I like to call him, Shmoey Oey Joey).  So adorable!  I’d also like to point out the fascinating manner in which my belt is supporting my overalls.  *blink blink*  Someone once told me that you shouldn’t mix the colors red and pink in an ensemble.  *big, fat eye roll*  Clearly that’s insane ’cause this outfit rocks.

Momma and I look to have the exact same hair color, no?  Of course 50% of the hair on my head seems to be bangs stemming from the crown of my head.  Great.  Now I have Bang Fever again.