I love seeing pictures of people way back in the day.
I'm a people watcher by nature, so my eye immediately goes to hairstyles, jean washes, and shoewear. And then I giggle. And sometimes snort. And usually a beverage comes shooting out of my nose.
Because I love how we all thought we looked smokin' way back when.
But so did not.
It just makes me laugh.
was being lazy and indulging myself by looking through old pictures instead of cleaning was scrubbing my house feverishly and this picture just popped out at me.
And it made me smile.
Because I hadn't thought about it in years.
And I thought it might be good for a giggle.
That's me. The clown on the right.
Well, "Twinkles", actually.
Yes. A real, true life clown. Me.
The spiffy clown next to me in the photo is my good good friend and clowning mentor, Terry (aka Spangles). She was the secretary of the association that my dad worked for, and our families became super close. A major ministry that Terry was involved in was clowning. It intrigued me, and she soon had me, my dad, and a host of others all decked out and clowning around with her.
It was great. Clowning is all about costumes and silly antics to put people and children at ease to open up the doors for sharing the Gospel. It is an amazing ministry, and I'm so honored to have been a part of it. This particular picture was taken on a mission trip to Wyoming that our association took. It was one of the few times that I clowned, but I loved every second of it.
So there you have it.
Betcha didn't know I was a real true life clown.
The husband tells me that I need to run away with the circus.
Then I remind him that he'd be left with the children. And he begs me to stay.