I was cleaning off my cutting table the other day so I could get something done when I found this photo of myself.

Actually, I just lied: I wasn’t cleaning, I was shifting piles. My piles have piles. If my cat isn’t careful he’s going to knock a pile over and get suffocated.

Anyway, the picture:

Early 80s. The hair. The nightgown. The dollhouse. Oh, my. I’m looking at this picture enlarged and realizing that that is a Miss Piggy doll on the floor right in front of the dollhouse pieces. (I’m pretty sure this is the same beanbag doll: http://www.pinterest.com/pin/149392912612659039/)

Those were the days. I would take some trips down memory lane, but it’s past my bedtime. See you tomorrow!