I went hom on my lunch hour to check on my dog, I think he pulled a leg or groin muscle this weekend and he is walking with some level of discomfort. Have him on an aspirin regimen per the vet and it seems to be helping. Anyway, I digress, while home I checked the mail and there was an envelope with cardboard inserts that was marked with "do not bend, photos." I look at the return address in neighboring East Greenbush and the name, which was only the initial "S" with the last name which began with "H." I'm racking my brain trying to figure out who I know in the small town of East Greenbush with that last name and first initial and I can't think of it. Open the package and out pops one of my baby pictures and a note from my former fiance Shelby! She found it while going through some keepsakes and figured my mother would want it back. Now granted, we split up 3 1/2 years ago, but I didn't even recognize the initial and last name, just didn't register. Kind of scares me a little as I'll be turning 33 in a couple weeks!