This one's for Whirl....

I finally found the picture I thought of when Whirl posted the pic of his dog a couple of weeks ago. Well, I didn't find it, the Blondster did, as she was looking through boxes and boxes of family pictures this evening she also found a few choice blackmail-worthy pics of me from back in the day. No, you will never see these. Yes, I'm serious. In one, because of the fading of the photo, my hair looks orange.) For those of you who haven't seen it, Whirl had a hoot picture of his dog, back in the 1970's, sitting in an orangy-brown color scheme room that would knock your little 21st century boots or socks off, were you to time travel back there. Apparently, those were the Orange Years.


Anyway, here I am, 1969 (date on the back of the picture)in my living room, and my dad had dragged these little 'ice cream parlor' chairs, as my mother called them, from the kitchen and posed me with our dog, Cindy. The table in the picture was what my mother referred to as a Willett table, I believe. I don't know why, but it was a big deal to her that she had one. It must have been a status thing for the middle class of the day. When Blondster showed this pic to JB a few minutes ago, he snorted and said it looked like Cindy was winning the chess match. Hmmmmmph.




Got any pics to share of you in your youth, doing something lame? And really, I think even Sparky could do this if he found one from his early, early youth. Because I'm all about sharing.

P.S. I'll post my YouTubey throaty version of a packaging piece of JB's on the evening of the 17th, so if you all wanna pop on that post and let us know when yours are ready, that would be great!