These were the only photos I could put my hands on fast, so Constance can relax, for the moment. But if my baby goes hungry tomorrow because I am too busy scanning incriminating photos, I blame you for starting it.
One of our first trips to Bethany Beach.
I don't remember who half of these people are. Wouldn't it be fun if they knew I had this photo.
All I can say, is that I did not sleep with Bob after this photo was taken. Or ever. Wait, we were room mates, so technically we were sleeping together, but then so was Chris.
Please note Mark Saladino's sweater hanging on the door behind us. I believe it was the only one he owned.
At least I'm wearing something decent in this photo, and a bra.