Please note: I am not conceited

So. We’re doing this project at work that’s part of our annual holiday awards banquet and the boss asked me to dig out some stuff I had and bring it. Which is totally cool with me because this is something I’m so all about.


We were also talking about Glamour Shots. Remember that place? I had some done way back a long time ago. I think I was 18 or 19 at the time. So I’ve been on the search for the proofs I had. I can’t find them anywhere. My last ditch effort was to look in the box marked “high school stuff”.

After putting the baby boy to bed, I dug it out. It was on the very bottom of the closet in the office. I had to move everything out just to get to it. So I open up the box and start to go through things.

Talk about a walk down memory lane!

I started looking through my senior book. It has pages where you fill out information about the time. Gas was – get this – 0.89 cents a gallon. CAN YOU IMAGINE? And at the time I drove a Geo Metro (stop laughing) and it only cost me like $6.00 to fill up. Those were the days.

Then I found the page that lists all the “Most likely to succeed” BS. There was “Best dressed” and “Wittiest” and stuff like that. Oddly, I wrote my name down for the Best Dressed, Wittiest, and some other things.

And then at the bottom of the page, I wrote: Please note: I am not conceited.

Yeah, okay. I see things haven’t changed much. 😀

I also discovered, with some horror, that I…was a total nerd. TOTAL.

I found all my old Star Trek books. The Star Trek Compendium with almost the entire original cast’s autographs. That’s because, you see, I went to all the conventions. I saved newspaper clippings about the conventions. I even have a copy of the script from Star Trek: The Next Generation’s pilot episode. Hello. Nerdom.

I also found my Star Wars Storybook – the one I got for Christmas in 1978. Yeah, that’s because Star Wars was still in the theater by Christmas 1978, even though the release was May 1977. Don’t ask me how I remember that. I just do. That’s because, back then, there was no such thing as VCRs and DVDs. It makes me feel…old. My kid actually asked me what a cassette tape was. 😯

I also found the “Collector’s Edition” of the magazine Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom as well as Return of the Jedi.

And I somehow managed to keep every program and invitation of every dance recital I ever did. From 1980. 

See? I told you I was a nerd.

It was kinda neat to see all my old pictures from my senior year of high school though. It was a total walk down memor lane.

Never did find those Glamour Shots though. I’m thinking they must be long gone by now. I mean, after all…if I can keep up with stuff from frigging 1980, you’d think I’d still have the sheet of proofs from 1991. Right?

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.