www.yearbookyourself.com

LATE ADDITIONS. MY LADY FRIEND, MIDDLE THREE PHOTOS, SENT ME MY OFFICIAL YEARBOOK PHOTOS AFTER I WROTE THE POST BELOW.

Well, there's a new adventure on the Facebook block, and I decided to share it with my Slight Detour friends. Now, normally, I would use myself as the guinea pig to show just how much fun this is, but I'm not normal this morning.

Plus, it's more fun to have readers in the know do the guessing game. Who ARE these people? Well, I'll give locals a clue. They're husband and wife, and they're pretty prominent in the Sandpoint community.

And, I'm not feeling bad using them for guinea pigs cuz they've got good senses of humor--I think anyway.

I first saw this on Facebook over the weekend and thought it was such a hoot, I had my husband look at the 18 or so photos of the lady up above. He thought it rather hootful too!

The lady up above is supplier of many of my laughs each day. I don't know where she finds 'em, but she knows how to tickle the funny bone. And, I'd call this her all-time best.

As you can see, you can do the same with yourself. Just go to www.yearbookyourself.com And, like me, you may need a tutorial. I noticed on Facebook that I was not alone.

My old friend Brian Long (SHS Class of 1982) tried it too, but couldn't figure it out. That was after his and my old friend Dawn Irgins Eveland successfully posted her range of yearbook pin-ups on Facebook.

I'm going to give this a try again some time when I've got time or after my lady friend above tells me where my glitches may have been.

In the meantime, I'll just enjoy the possibilities while viewing the results of others. I'm betting this will turn into a rage, and I'd love to meet the people who came up with this. They must have a good supply of funny bone stuff to dish out. So, that means they're good folks too.

Oh, those yearbook pictures. Looking back, I think we were all pretty scary frights at some time in our lives. I get horrified when I look in the class pictures for my sophomore and junior year. That was when the duck tail or "DA" (naughty name) were in.

My hair was kinda curly in front and chopped off at the neck behind. I looked more like a dork than a duck, which could explain why I was also a wall flower. Oh, I don't miss those times, and the pictures are hardly readily available for all to see and laugh at.

Then, there were the Lincoln School photos where, over the years, the hair went from long ringlets (formed by sheet rags) to scare crow special. Sixth grade when I towered over most of my class in the back row, the hair do was just as pathetic as the rest of me from head to toe and those ugly brown, skuffed oxfords with anklets.

And, now someone is capitalizing off from our potential ugliness once more. For some reason, seeing those pictures of possibilities is a lot more fun than viewing the real ones among our vintage collections. I guess it's knowing that the photos are fake and hardly representative of the beautiful people we've become----except for the wrinkles, of course.

Now, the yearbook folks need to come out with another set of possibilities and call it www.obityourself.com. Now, that could be interesting, indeed!

Guess the couple above, and then head straight to www.yearbookyourself.com. Do not pass Go and do not collect any $200.

But do have fun.