Delay, Procrastinate, Put Off

I have an order to print and it's not going well. It isn't printing well on my laser. I need different paper or I need to print it photo quality on my epson. Hmmm, what to do, what to do? I should find the paper that is packed away somewhere. Yeah, like THAT'S gonna happen. Or, I could set up my epson but I can't find any cords. Or I could set up my large format epson (which is brand new and has cords and ink and everything and I have had for 10 months-don't ask)-but I would have to open a big box, figure it out and load it on the computer.

So, what do I do? I scan old pictures. Yeppers. That's getting the job done. I went in the basement with the hope of finding the paper easily (ha ha, not happening) and found a few old photo albums. Not the family ones, just a couple of the ones I did when I was in high school and college. Not a lot of pictures either (they are actually in a good album somewhere).

But I did find some beauties.

Poor Susan, she really should have posted a picture on FaceBook. When I saw her pictures, I just had to stop what I was doing and scan them. So, in a way, this post is really all her fault (and had nothing to do with me trying not to print that order).

Junior year in high school.

We are pretending to study here. Our first semester in college. I think I flunked that class that year. It was anthropology. I hated that class.What is she doing with her hand? Oh, never mind.Come on . . . gimmee the camera . . . please . . . .

(Yeah, my hair is short-cut it off after high school, then said, whoops and grew it out again. I really wanted straight hair back then . . . I still do)

Larry's fav picture of me when we were dating. He took this fall of 1978 in front of my house.

See, it does snow in Georgia (this is Athens-go Dogggssss . . . in case you don't know, University of Georgia mascot is a dog). We had to use ALL of the snow in the yard for that snowman. Notice my winter wear-yeah, playing in snow and wearing a sweater.

This is Kathy and me at my bridal shower. Wow, did I really have a tan? Probably not-its probably the picture-but I will pretend I was tan. I have known Kathy since we were 4. Yeah, old friends. Somewhere I have some greeeeeeeeaaattttttt pictures of her. I am sure she will appreciate those when I post them . . . on facebook. :)