When I was going through my old photo albums the other day, I found some pictures that I thought might offer you proof of some things:
Proof that Stimey was once a bit of a binge drinker:
This was my door at the housing co-op I lived in during college. It also proves that if I’m motivated enough, I can actually paint something. Also, it proves that my college friends are total bitches, because shortly after I put this up, one of said bitches painted a sign that said “BITCH” and taped it over “JEAN.”
I guess they didn’t force me to leave it up for the next several years though.
Proof that Alex and Stimey used to be young. Sigh.
This was, incidentally, the night that Alex and I first held hands on our long, slow, and interrupted journey to become the lovely married couple we are today.
That photo was taken at Fondue Fred‘s on their all you can eat fondue/all you can drink really, really, bad cheap wine night. Someone (not me or Alex) threw up into a water pitcher at the table that night.
My friends and I were really classy in college.
I don’t really recommend the binge drinking.
Proof that my hair really was straight before I had kids and they wrecked it by making it curly:
This is me on the day I got my master’s degree in journalism.
See how straight my hair was? I miss that hair badly. Oh, so badly. It made everything (well, everything hair related) so easy. With every child I have given birth to, that hair has gotten curlier until it has reached its current, terribly unmanageable state.
Honestly, I curse my kids every day for this this.
Proof that Stimey is ridiculously self-indulgent: