In 1999 I lived in a house full of girls: my dad was attending law school out of state, my brother was serving an LDS mission, and my older sister had moved back home while she finished college. That year (16 months?), living with my two sisters and my Mom, was so much fun - one of the stand-out happiest periods of my childhood.
We wore all black, made sandwich boards, and completed the "bug" look with sunglasses and sparkly pipe cleaners attached to headbands. |
You can't see much in this picture, but Suz is decorating my 1980-something Mazda 323, which was a stick shift and had manual window cranks and a door that you couldn't open from the inside. |
Nobody has ever written down our names on this fancy certificate, but that's okay. We know we won. |
* At some point all of my kids will read this blog - I hope - and for their sake I will explain what the Y2K bug was: this was a possible failure of IT systems to continue to operate after the New Year when the new millenium started, because nobody was sure whether computer calendars would function with the new century/millenium. There was genuine relief when New Year's came and went and computer systems did not fail.
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