http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/gallery/0000b6yc.xml http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/gallery/0000b6yc Pics of me over the years http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0008zht3.xml See the dress? That's because someone else dressed me. Once I was old enough to have opinions about my clothing, I spent the rest of my childhood adamantly opposing dresses and lobbying hard for pants and shorts. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0008zht3.xml d51437e71fe8fbc84f70fa007115bff8 image/jpeg 433 587 104140 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0008zht3 I identify with this one, for some reason. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00090b71.xml 8536c3ac52a8441f3d29e4df584e01ff image/jpeg 434 600 63490 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00090b71 School pics usually sucked, but this one wasn't bad. I loathed this dress less than most. Such a very sixties print, isn't it? http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00091zwr.xml b0164a1b771d22f7d44edbb9a1dbffcf image/jpeg 281 400 62299 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00091zwr Me in my childhood bedroom, gamely pretending to be happy about having received dolls for Christmas. Behind me on the shelves you can see lots of collected sea shells and sea creatures from our family's annual vacation in Florida. Note the two-tone hair -- part blonde from spending all summer in the community swimming pool, then my natural brown grown out during the fall and early winter months. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00092gez.xml fe4fc4b5b30412f42f1826a202066c08 image/jpeg 458 461 119700 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00092gez Not long after the previous pic. Shorter hair now, which I much preferred. I hated having to fuss with it. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00093pcf.xml 24f8086bc8e2d1dd864c841a76fc1907 image/jpeg 329 451 89319 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00093pcf I was forced to dress up for the school pics. But whenever possible, I was dressed in pants or shorts and simple tops. I preferred my brother's hand-me-downs, if possible; boys' clothes were cool. And practical. So in all the other school shots, imagine me dressed more like this. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00094dfa.xml 17e918d93bf323b551a477556db580f6 image/jpeg 410 444 73932 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00094dfa Growth suport. Oh, dear. I got tall, at least compared to the rest of my classmates, which I thought was pretty cool. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009504y.xml 4ad4d8556a3af2130c250e3fe39b7ef8 image/jpeg 270 365 51398 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009504y Obviously the growth spurt continued, and was less than kind to me. I'd got my first glasses a year or so earlier. Dig the frames. And the haircut. Did I rock 1970, or what? http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00096wy3.xml 1980bd280baaaae194b63ea366031f2e image/jpeg 310 400 59255 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00096wy3 Actually I was a tomboy for most of my youth, but the school pics don't show it. This one does. At this age (9th grade) I was not infrequently mistaken for a boy, which I enjoyed. Not that I really wanted to be one; not any more. And hey, does anybody else think I look like John Denver in this one? The comparison would have tickled me silly at the time. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00097089.xml 4577c2b89310a47377b8dc01d0afe339 image/jpeg 468 460 108820 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00097089 I was taking a photography class in high school and had my camera with me. My favorite teacher, a wonderful man named David Cooper, was a talented photographer himself in his spare time, and he used my camera to take this picture of me. I like it a lot. I was finally getting to enjoy the whole being female thing. Still not girly, but female, yeah, that was okay. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00098h2f.xml 557a4b4a9449c5bbe807bd5465b17193 image/jpeg 377 533 82481 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/00098h2f There were many times when my parents and I doubted that it would ever actually happen. I had... issues. But I made it. Not sure who was more relieved. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009915e.xml ff61b8572e58390017d171ededda9453 image/jpeg 445 500 85666 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009915e Taken shortly after I moved to California; this was in a shared apartment with two other women. No idea why I was dressed up; I certainly didn't do it often. That was my first guitar, a Kasuga steel-string I named "Charlie". I loved him. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009azbw.xml 65e9bf735211a1492460e08421fe4d24 image/jpeg 404 500 86530 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009azbw This was just outside the first apartment that I didn't have to share, a little studio in a Berkeley housing cooperative called Ratzelsnatch. Cool place. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009b8p3.xml cd0d3ad154793294d395771a2196bfd7 image/jpeg 306 500 72214 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009b8p3 I did a bit of short term waitressing, but this was the first "real job" I had in California. They loved me; I was good at retail, and photography was one of my hobbies so I had enough knowledge to do some good. Pay was crap, but I enjoyed it for a year or so. Classy smock, eh? And note the very Berkeley beaded top. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009ctqq.xml 1bf801ae6ed91d745201bcf0985be339 image/jpeg 351 500 87373 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009ctqq Starting to grow up, and the hair just keeps getting longer and longer; I could sit on it by this time. Heavy as hell. I love this pic. Taken by Gordon, the man to whom I was "town wife" for almost three years, and who taught me computer programming and gave me my career. I'm not sure I ever loved anyone more than him. (And let's just pretend the pants fit properly, shall we? Thank you kindly.) http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009dc2y.xml 9554f3823673f4801fd10eba77e3d71f image/jpeg 424 600 109661 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009dc2y Finally old enough that we liked each other and got along. He's a nice guy. Lifelong die-hard Trek fan. Notice the very Berkeley graffiti behind us. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009erdz.xml 5634376903710edfedec588123c00127 image/jpeg 659 477 166563 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009erdz First of the pics from my seven years with Howard, my fireman significant other. We were both Dog People, and that's what brought us together. Schroeder was officially Howard's dog, but he and I adored each other. Mom, however, was never comfortable with the Rottweilers. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009fz4d.xml 172cc5f8738285860840a2bb803496ab image/jpeg 600 298 99624 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009fz4d Howard liked me dolled up, so I occasionally made efforts. Not often. I recall he liked this look. This was my first really good guitar, a Gibson J-40 "second" -- but even an imperfect Gibson is better than most other guitars. I never should have sold it. And dude, dig those eyeglass frames. I was fashionable, yo. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009gabk.xml 76ceb174452ee3c67fd664bd1625400c image/jpeg 412 600 109644 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009gabk That handsome ribbon Schroeder is sporting is for our performance in the team obedience competition, a "just for fun" class that we took very seriously. We rocked. Had loads of fun, too. Mom was out visiting from Ohio and came along. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009h28s.xml 63ba307bbd12450ed5874ae682b76c26 image/jpeg 464 420 125665 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009h28s Tanya was my first dog, a German Shepherd Dog from an American show line. She was a pretty girl, and we did some obedience as well as the protection work you see here. That's Howard, my fireman, wearing the padded sleeve. Included because to my profound regret I have no pics of myself as the agitator, catching dogs and letting them bite me. It was a wild adrenaline rush, and a lot of fun. The dogs loved it. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009kaxw.xml b293be7e22f4e6b11409e60c281cc4eb image/jpeg 453 435 160955 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009kaxw I know, another pic that I'm not in, but this is my baby girl, and I'm going to brag on her. She had a respectable but not stellar show career; this was her biggest win. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009pcfb.xml 40a72a2d1f17f65044c4d0083cd7ad23 image/jpeg 499 500 150810 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009pcfb After taking a series of "PSI World" personal development seminars, I went through a brief phase of wearing makeup and dressing like a girl. It didn't last long, but this is what it looked like. Kinda freaky, huh? http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009qk3z.xml 140614b15f5319a0c8faac3446d4c6f9 image/jpeg 329 500 91721 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009qk3z Being me, I wasn't going to get a formal portrait done without getting some shots with my kids. I mean, my dogs. Tanya was about five at the time, and young Corey was only four months old. He was such a good baby. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009rkz3.xml 9bad6e8ccbfbca6b6bfc2cf39aa173e9 image/jpeg 397 600 135327 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009rkz3 Okay, that's more like it. Screw formality. Snuggle the puppies. I have another one where they're both still in this position, but leaning way up trying to kiss me. So cute, but I'm not sure where it is at the moment. You'll have to imagine it. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009sfag.xml f76fbbd2311e215296d05cde49a14158 image/jpeg 419 550 119017 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009sfag Corporate drag this time. The last of the make-up era. Thank heavens. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009tpby.xml 762c36d0aa5366d4b002ddf918b44fb2 image/jpeg 521 513 114867 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009tpby I love this pic. Corey was a gawky adolescent, but such a very good boy for a 9-month-old that I could let him off leash when we went hiking in this 6000-acre park near where I lived. I was newly crushing on Dale the Dickwad, who took this picture. He wasn't being a dickwad yet; that came later. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009w19s.xml d8469bb8c60e8be12e6593c76afb28b0 image/jpeg 550 382 138121 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009w19s A few years later, in the same park as the last pic, but this time up on one of the ridgetops. Gorgeous place. Note the scary perm. Freaky. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009x10g.xml 08d6381f58d4162661ec32e3d8ea6bf0 image/jpeg 357 500 121686 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009x10g In California, so I think this was right after my cousin John's wedding. I'm wearing a Jimmy Buffett t-shirt. I was a fangirl even before I knew there was such a thing. Mid-thirties, I think. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009y410.xml 29f27c578c538901f0925721c3d55ea0 image/jpeg 600 585 169051 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009y410 I lived here for 14 years; my big gardening era. Still with the scary perm; yikes. The whole house was surrounded by flower beds and potted plants. The ones around me on the steps are cacti and succulents. I loved that little house. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009z913.xml ea329b4b1f49dd23714eee5babf7b84f image/jpeg 346 489 111689 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0009z913 My pal Carol and I used to travel with our dogs all over the western US together, a week or so every year, each time in a different direction. This was taken in Death Valley, far below sea level, by an obnoxious man who was trying really hard to get Carol to ditch me so he could pick her up. I'm not sure she even noticed; heaven knows she wouldn't have been remotely interested. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/000a02b4.xml 94f134b830972feec8b9905beff3d4a1 image/jpeg 438 600 131491 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/000a02b4 At a family gathering of some sort in Berkeley; I think it might have been my uncle's 80th birthday. First pic where I was no longer coloring my hair, so the gray is really growing out. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/000a1fzg.xml 6ee95e53e4a7dc5395ee99cb55631272 image/jpeg 531 525 129417 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/000a1fzg Taken about 16 months ago, I think, not long before Dylan died. My sunshine. I still miss him. http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0005dp9d.xml 5166d8e929f2c87ddf6bf0da7862790f image/jpeg 600 452 283860 http://pics.livejournal.com/malnpudl/pic/0005dp9d