Way Back When-sday

We are getting ready for a trip to the Mother Land in a couple of days. That's right my friends, we're making the trek to Utah. We will be there for ten days of visiting various family and friends, attending a family reunion, showing the kids our old stomping grounds (BYU), and maybe we'll even get to see a same-sex couple kiss on Temple Square!

One of the things I'm most excited about is seeing various friends that we haven't seen in YEARS. I must be getting old because a decade just slipped by with my barely even realizing it. So anyway, I had big plans (well, big as far as a blog post goes) to post old pictures of the friends I will get to see again. But, our printer/scanner/copier decided to die today. So, we're stuck with something I already had scanned in for my personal history.

Behold, Cynthia the Eight-Year-Old Pianist.
Because I have a seven-year-0ld, I think I look pretty big for eight here. Not sure if the photo was mislabeled (not likely, given my mother's organized ways), so I guess I really was just always tall. I think this was at a Young Artist's Festival--remember those? It was like a talent show for all the kids in the ward. My sisters and I were regular participants. I have no idea what I played, but I'm looking pretty snazzy in the green quilted jumper, knee-high socks, and blouse who's sleeves are too short for my monkey arms.

Little did I know at the time how familiar this would become: sitting at a piano at church. It is a spot I am very familiar with and where I feel quite comfortable. I'd much rather sit on a piano bench than stand at a pulpit, that's for sure!

Get excited for the next installment of Way Back When-sday because I WILL be posting photos of the friends I am so excited to see next week!