Ghosts of Photos Past

Good Morning, Kittens.

Way back in 1995, my family visited me in Japan. My brother really liked a photo of the two of us, which was taken in my apartment. So, he had copies made for the family.

15 years later, at my 40th birthday party, a friend took another great picture of the two of us (which was improved by Michelle M's amazing photoshop skillz!). So, I had copies made and will give mom one for a (very belated) Mother's Day present. I'll send one to my brother. And, the other one will cover up a 15 year old photo in which I had a hairline ... and no eyewrinklez.

I think we're only getting better with age.

*smooches*

Comments

  1. Christopher5:57 AM

    hmm teaching English in Japan in 1995. Did you teach in Kobe?

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  2. Tam7:15 AM

    You guys are cute. I'm sure your Molm loved her gift late or not.

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  3. rn terri10:13 AM

    What a couple of gorgeous guys!

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  4. goblinbox7:07 PM

    Ageing is pissing me off.

    Mine, not yours. Yours is lovely.

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  5. vuboq7:10 PM

    @Christopher I taught in Kitakyushu. I also arrived a couple of months after the Hanshin earthquake.

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  6. em nadim9:35 AM

    these are very cute photos.

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  7. that's J-O-S-H12:26 PM

    That's why it rocks being a d00d...we get better looking as we get older! GOOD FOR US! Cute photoz.

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  8. ShallowGal1:35 PM

    I have a really good picture of me and your brother too that I was going to send your mom for Arbor day.
    xo, A

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