I may dislike the whole nitty gritty process of moving, but I do love to go through things I haven't gone through in awhile. There are memories in the most mundane of places. The bathroom cabinet, for example. While cleaning that out, I found a bottle of 100% acetone and I immediately started laughing out loud because I remember having to run out to a store to find something that would dissolve super glue....... because John had super glued his fingers together. (He blames me for this, but that is a whole other blog post.) Anyhoo.... he was so not happy about this and since it's in my nature to laugh in inappropriate situations, tears were literally coming down my face as I tried to free his fingers, because I was laughing so hard. So, the acetone made the cut to the next apartment. You never know when you might need it. :)
And letters. I have boxes upon boxes of letters. I save every one of them, and have, since high school. I love these boxes the most. Every time I move, I go through a few and just open up some random letters and am always so glad I saved them. Like having letters from my Dad, something concrete like that to remember him by, is absolutely priceless. And especially pre-email, when people actually sent someone a letter to say hello and I miss you, those are really special to me. A different era, really. Seriously though, isn't it? I can't remember the last time I got a letter in the mail. I always mean to start doing it again, because there is a simple joy in reading something from someone that is hand written.
The one. The only. The Bitch boots. Accept no substitutes.
I love to de-clutter and throw things away, but some things I refuse to get rid of. My college "bitch boots" is one of them. Sorry, but that's what we called them! I used to wear them out on the town regularly, but if I wore them out now, I think they may be labeled as "skanky"! So, I wear them with Halloween outfits now. I still love them and indeed still do feel empowered when I wear them!
Here's an oldie but a goodie: I found the t-shirt my sister and I made with puffy paint (yes, it WAS popular to wear that stuff in the 80's!) and what pray tell did that t-shirt say??! New Kids On The Block of course!! The funniest part about that t-shirt was how after concentrating so hard to write out "New Kids" neatly, we discovered that the "N" was drawn on backwards! HA!! That one is a forever keeper! I wish I hadn't already packed it or I would have taken a pic, it's pretty funny. :)
What high school hippie Shannon wore. With her Birkenstocks, of course.
And does anyone remember these? I was all into the hippie/bohemian thing in high school and it was popular to wear the handmade pants with the fabric sew into the seam in the side of the legs. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?? Bueller?? Say I'm not the only one. Anyways, my Mom and I made these pants together (ok, more my Mom than me) and I loved them back then! These took way too much effort to ever throw away!
Ok, turning off Memory Lane and returning to the present time now. :)
2 comments:
I love the jeans! I personally didn't have any like them but I knew lots of people that did, complete with the Birks. The glue made me laugh because I had a "certain roommate" that once glued her feet together out of boredom and I had to free her....*snicker.* I remember when you bought the Bitch Boots, you walked by the Bean while I was working and you just had to duck in and show me them!
I think I am going to write a blog like this when I get to cleaning out the basement. Maybe that would be a way to get some motivation?? :)
HAHAHAHAHAHA!! I am LMAO! Oh, how I remember oh so confidently drawing the first letter on that T-shirt in puff paint, only to discover that somehow I wrote it backwards!! (HOW does anyone DO that?) Then we had to salvage it by turning it into a butterfly! :-)) heehee! Good times.
Also LMAO at John gluing his fingers together! Toooooo funny!
I always loved those jeans, and want mom to make me a pair, too. You can keep the boots, I'm 8 feet tall as it is.
xxoo
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