At Least I Don't React Like I Used To...
My memoir that I'm currently working on is called "At Least I Don't React Like I Used To..." If you read it, you will learn why I named it that, and for some people, who already know me, my life and my family, they will understand the euphemism (I think that's the right word.) It's no where near being finished, and there is a lot to work on, but I thought I'd give you a sneak peek at what you have to look forward to!
My aunt Cathy (Coffee), my Great Grandma Laura, and me, when I was around 2 or 3 years old.
Baby Jess in 1985, one year old, after pulling ALL the Kleenex out of the box! HAHA! I only wish I could find the picture of when my brother and I sprayed ALL of the baby powder all over the room, and ourselves!
Two year old Jess. How cute was I?
Jess on the left, and my son, Dylan, on the right. We were both 2 years old in these pictures. He's not my doppelganger or anything...
Jess' ... 18th Birthday cake? I think I was 18, maybe 17? Damn, I wish the ink on the back of the pictures didn't fade so I could read the damn dates!