And...I had pictures taken of me that would come back to haunt me in later years. Why did I ever let parents take pictures of me? I should have had them check their cameras in at the door. Afterall, that's what Cher does for her concerts. What was I doing in this picture? Why am I not tending to the needs of the precious children loading the bus? Why am I so happy looking? :)
My friend Ginger left this picture on my desk this weekend for me. It brings me back to the old days of band. There are times when I really miss these days, but 99% of the time I am completely satisfied in doing what I am doing now. But it's nice to relive the memories every once in awhile. Thanks, Ginger!
