Ninety-Nine

My 10-year high school reunion is coming up in a couple of weeks. In preparation, I made my way up into the attic and pulled out my yearbook (for a few much-needed study sessions before the big event) and some pictures from my senior year. After sorting through stacks and albums, I scanned in some of my pre-digital pics. I figured you'd enjoy seeing what life was like for us in ninety-nine, ninety-nine, ninety-ninety-ninety-nine!

Senior Girls. We were very intimidating.

We were huge fans of the parking lot tailgate.

And of the front row at every football game.

Also among our favorites were themed-dress weeks. We spent many an hour shopping at thrift stores and preparing the perfect outfit on a variety of different occasions.

We loved Garth. We sat front row at his concert and everything was right with the world for at least a week afterwards.
And we loved the ever-popular prom garter shot. Really, who didn't?

I'm sure at this point you can't stop yourself from thinking about how cool I must have been in high school. I guess it won't do anybody any harm to let you keep thinking that way, for a little while anyway ...