When you move around and around and over like I have things tend to go missing or end up in your parents attic thousands of miles away. One box that I wish I could teleport to me is sitting up there among the black widows filled with holiday albums from my adolescent and teen years.
Honestly most of the time I do not think about this stuff as it just drives me crazy but the other day I so badly wanted to see pictures from my first trip to England in 2001. Luckily I have a wonderful aunt who scanned some for me and knowing me like she does sent me one in particular that I have always loved and shows my personality to a T.
We were in Nottingham and came across this Robin Hood statue, which I thought would be so fun to do all these silly poses with. My aunt and I probably spent about ten minutes goofing around and taking pictures before we realized we were across the street from a restaurant featuring giant plate glass windows. When we looked over it was clear I had put on quite the shows for those lunchgoers!