Lost in Translation (and Loving It): An American Expat in Vienna

This is my all time favorite photo of me. There is just so much joy in it. It is almost as if it is some other kid jumping out of that leaf pile, not me. But, I cannot deny that is totally me. And it makes me really happy as an adult to see how carefree I was in that moment. 

Don't tell my husband, but I do know how to ski. I learned when I was knee-high to a grasshopper. The thing is, I kinda hate skiing. So, I pretend I don't know how. 

I must be about 8 in this picture based upon the condition of my teeth. I guess I was safety-conscious then to.

That's me at the start of my senior year of high school. See those glasses on my head? They are fake. I was sporting vanity frames before they were a thing. Oh, and I was wearing contacts at the time, because I am just that cool.

I just realized that 15 years later, I have once again sported this hairstyle. Random side story: I was supposed to get my wisdom teeth pulled before this photo was taken, but I refused because I didn't want to have puffy cheeks when my Senior pics were taken, you know because I did not want my yearbook photo to be one where I looked like a chipmunk hoarding acorns. I waited almost 10 more years before getting my wisdom teeth pulled...

This was taken the year I took off between high school and college. I worked my butt off that year. At one point I had three jobs. I also was in a dance production because I wanted to get over my stage fright. 

I am not entirely sure why my Grandmom is on this three wheeler, but I love this photo of her. Her smile is so great and she looks like she is ready to hop on and ride off, while sporting a dress, nylons, and sandels.

Isn't she a knock out?