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By the summer of this year Bob finally realized I was, in fact, a girl. Only took me 4 years and the development of chesticles.
This is the only pic of me you'll ever see with my
natural color hair.
Big sexy kiss.
Sadly, grandpa was married to grandma so he maintained a secret stash of whiskey to avoid killing her.
That night he unearthed the stuff just for Bob.
Bob passed out, in his suit...soon as we hit the wedding bed. Don't believe I ever did forgive grandpa for that particular misdeed.
The ONLY time I was ever asked to be a Matron of Honor. Not sure why. And I've often pondered it.
I will admit some minor mishaps during the ceremony may possibly have been my fault. But still.
The second year of marriage was one grand old time, which is how this happened.
Daddy Bob. Notice mini Daddy Bob on left. We had about a year of this when Jake imitated absolutely everything Bob did.
Crab the mom. I didn't have to actually give birth to this one. I'm sure hospital staff everywhere is grateful for that blessing. I'm never good in hospitals. Too many rules.
I ate pizza and drank pepsi the night Jake was born...right up till my water broke. No way I was giving up food on pizza night.
and finally (quit yer cheerin!) That's all folks! If you guys get a minute run over and give Sign and Gabby a vote, will ya? They're ..... OVER HERE .
Labels: love, pictorial torture, sex
It is fun looking back on you two from days gone by. So did you two go to the Junior High Dance?
Love the pictures especialy the Matron of Honor pictures. That looks so much like Bob now and you, well I love that look on your face. Now I see where you two got your looks. Once a looker, always a looker.
In the second and third picture you so remind me of someone. I shall have to do some thinking on it. Now the picture with Mini Daddy Bob, Bob really reminds me of Steve Hyde on that 70s show especially with the sunglasses.
I love your picture. Very nice. Oh and you look like a natural in those Mom pictures.
BT, I'll be around to collect my man-boobs. This oughta send me right to the top......of something. Well, I don't care. Long as I'm at the top.
Cat, keep your mitts offa my posterior, missy. I need that for stuff.
LeeAnn, thank you, kiddo! Always a good thing to see your smiling face.
Slick, Yeah, I'm sure you enjoyed those. ahhhhh ha ha ha ha!
Barman, I loved the "mom thing". I really did. Which surprises even me cause I'm such a screw up. And like totally imature. LOL!
Nope Crabby, nope none of those. Frankly between you and me ... none of them are pretty enough
I have actually been doing a bit of searching without a lot of luck. It is possible that picture number 2, your ID card, may remind me of Lea Thompson. I have not found the picture that was a close match however. Of course I could be way off.
Oh and as to BTExpress... now he is a handsome dude (as far as dudes go) and all but, nope not him at all.
At 8/14/2007 8:26 PM, 
Mouthy Girl
That last picture is absolutely adorable!!!
I'm glad you ate and drank (sorta) the night you went into labor. I ate Burger King and drank diet soda the day I went into labor. About four hours after shoving that shit in my mouth, my water broke all over my hardwood floors. They've never been the same since! Neither have I!
Sign, just between you and me (don't tell anyone) I started doing bust exercises when I was 13. I'm still waiting for the results. Should happen any time now.
Zen, probably not as old as me, kid. I remember the first color tv. And push mowers!
Barman! thank you! That was really sweet.
I didn't answer your question above about if Bob and I went to high school together. Truth is, I set my sites on Bob in the 3rd grade.
Milky, LOL! You're welcome. You would have enjoyed that year with Jake. It was hysterical. He would very seriously watch how Bob was sitting or standing and completely imitate each move. And he'd repeat phrases he'd heard Bob say. All of it he did with complete seriousness. LOL!
Buddah, I also got out of the dreaded enema. I went in and they sent me home saying I wasn't ready. LOL! Jake was born an hour later. Half his head was delivered in the fire emergency vehicle that took me back.
Nick, Aw. Thanks. You did? Seems like it'd be torture for a guy especially. LOL!
Lime, I think half their rules are just made to irritate us. They had me walking the halls mid contractions to pick up contractions! WHAT? To get even, every time I'd pass the water fountain, I'd stop and get a big drink of water. (men...we're not allowed to have water during labor. Dumb, huh?)
TC! (hug hug) Welcome back!
Check your shoes before you leave.
You were one hot sexy babe then and still are. You remind me so much of Lori at that age. She was a red head and had the same hair style.
PS
So, you want man boobs huh? Check out this Thursday's HNT and you'll see that and more. Lori took a video of me taking my last shower in the old bathroom. I rated the video NC-17, so be prepared. ;-)