From the vault

My good friend that I went to High School in Florida with, Tammi, and I are working on a photo project (details coming soon!) and we were both looking for an old picture of the two of us from back then. She was able to find one, but I wasn't. However, I was able to find some slightly funny old photos I thought I would share. I love seeing pictures of people when they were younger.

This first group of photos is when I was determined to become a model. The Seventeen magazines always had ridiculous ads in the back about sending your pictures to a fake agency for review. I bought a cheap, disposable camera and my mom and I went out back and I showed off my skills. I wonder why in the world they never called!

This was my one and only time in first class out of hundreds of flights. The back says Denver to Las Vegas. I'm not sure what the heck I was doing or what my destination was - there's no telling. I can say though, that someone should have had an intervention with me on hair care. Who let me get a perm and then cut my hair all the way up to my ears?

This is me in California shopping on Rodeo Drive. Yes, I was shopping there wearing COTTON SHORTS AND A TSHIRT. Again, intervention? And take a peak at those bony knees, I could cut through steel with those. Unfortunately, I carry those with me still. I never did grow into my knees.

And here I am one Christmas with my dog, Madison. We got her from the pound because I was in a lonely, no friends stage. I don't remember what we did with her but I know we didn't have her for very long.

Here is me in the school musical, Charlie Brown. It is one of my absolute best memories from High School. I am in the pink.

And this is Dad and I at my High School graduation in Chanute, Kansas (I only went to this school for one year). I didn't graduate with honors, in fact I probably came close to not graduating at all... but I was the entertainment, damn it. And it was good. I sang Vitamin C's Graduation. I rocked it.

And even though I could totally lie if this picture wasn't of me, it really is. I went skydiving for my 18th birthday and it was so much fun. I am not entirely sure I would do it again but I suggest everyone do it once.