I’m posting the last entry of “How I Met Superman” on (or near) Valentine’s Day, because that’s when it happened. (Or … “near” anyway!) Plus I don’t have anything else planned for Valentine’s Day on the blog, and that fits the bill. …
In the meantime, for today’s post, I tried to hunt up a few photos, since a few of you asked for them. The ones I’m looking for I couldn’t find, actually. In the last entry (in comments), I was saying that the first photo I remember us taking together was at Cathy E’s going away party (do you remember that, M?). I KNOW I’ve seen a group photo from then, so I assume that’s the first photo of me and Chris together. I have a small photo of us from that same event, sitting together on a picnic table, but it’s not very good (we’re not looking at the camera). So I’ll keep looking for that other one.
In the meantime, I hunted up these:
This is one of Chris sitting at the bar in my parents’ house (same bar where I was making the Valentine roses), so I thought this was a great one. This is how I remember him:
Great smile, Sanchez.
(But man, I’m totally distracted by my parents’ decorating! Is that plaid wallpaper?? I forgot we had that. And is that a rattan hanging lamp in that corner??? Ayeee. I’ll have you know, their house looks gorgeous now. This must have been when my mom was still in her ’70s decorating stage. Or probably they just didn’t have money to re-decorate yet because they had us three kids to pay for. … I sympathize now. ….)
Anyway, that’s adorable Chris with his great smile and his cute sweater. (I forgot that he used to wear those all the time.) And he always had a watch on. He’s always been into watches.
This next one is both of us, and it’s not exactly when the story takes place, but close. It’s probably a year later, because I have my braces off. (I didn’t mention I had braces, huh?) But I laughed when I saw it because I’m still wearing those ribbons in my hair! I told you I wore ribbons in my hair, and I wasn’t kidding. Apparently, I gave it extra flair on this particular evening with some baby’s breath. Must’ve been because of the festivity of the Winter Formal. Egads.
Anyway, here’s us, Winter Formal:
White tuxedo, Sanchez???? (Actually, as I recall, almost everyone wore white to Winter Formal.)
Anyway, those pictures were fun to reminisce over. … I’ll keep looking for the others. …