i've ridden a camel & is bribery really so bad when it could be a matter of life or death?

We received some old photos in the mail from my mom today, thanks Mom!  **Side note: Could it be considered cruelty or neglect to let an unknowing adolescent have long stringy hair and a perm?  Anyhoo, moving on.  Apparently I've ridden a camel.  If you asked me yesterday, "Have you ever ridden a camel?"  I would have indubitably answered, "No."

 I have no memory of ever being on a camel, and yet here I am, on a camel.  I can't think of any motivation for my mom to have doctored a photo to falsely accuse me of riding a camel, yet I don't have any memory of this.

Another lost memory: Melissa, Peter, Mom and I are walking -somewhere-, all wearing blue ribbons.  Who took this picture?  Did we win first prize in some competition? Why don't I remember this?
I can't say I remember this particular evening, but I DO remember our back porch.  I used to LOVE sitting out, sleeping out, being out on our screened porch in the woods in Iowa. Cool evenings with noisy bugs and humidity.  Does it get any better? (And that's Granny on the right)
I put this photo in because of the shorts I'm wearing (and because my cousin Emma was -is- so cute).  You can't see it here, but they were white denim with metallic silver stars all over.  I loved them so.  They started out as full length jeans, and then transformed into shorts.  I remember when you bought me these Granny.  Thank you for allowing me to happily violate all fashion sense :)
And this last photo is because I was just talking about this mini-car experience with peeps from the Gathering!  I had always wanted one of these cars, but never got one of my own.  However, Emma had one (age appropriately), and when I visited one year I finally got my chance.  Notice my gangly leg/knee jutting out the side.  I was probably like a year away from getting my permit to drive big people cars, but it really didn't matter in this moment. I remember thinking, how does Emma not want to drive this ALL THE TIME?  She sat in it for like a minute, while I was fulfilling a childhood dream...
I realize this walk down memory lane (or lost memory lane) is probably not nearly as interesting to anyone but me, but that's all I've got tonight friends. I hope you can go and dig through some of your old photos and do some reminiscing of your own.  

P.S

Pray for me: we just got a new student who was expelled from his old school for many reasons, including constructing a detailed plan for killing his parents and two teachers.  So far he's been very polite to me and has shown a ton of skill in drawing.  I, of course, have been giving him lots of chocolate and money...just kidding, but don't think it hasn't crossed my mind.  In all seriousness, though, it sounds like he's been through a LOT of garbage and has major stuff going on.  Hopefully I can provide a safe place for him to feel good for a little bit everyday.  Like I said, he's a very good artist, and I've been told it's his favorite activity.  So I've got that going for me.

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We watched 'Lars and the Real Girl' the other night. Loved it. Recommend it. Think I might watch it again tonight.

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What do the "p" and "s" stand for?  please see? perhaps s'mor? pretty sure-this-is-the-last-thing?  probably should-include?