A trip down memory lane

My parents are building a new house and therefore have the need to get out all the extra boxes in their current house. Some of those boxes belong to me. Most of them consist of happenings previous my first year of college. I have put a few things in them, but mom has contributed the most.

Two months ago these boxes decided to descend upon our household via my parents. I tucked them away in the garage and promised myself to go through them before year end. Well, we are having a garage sale in 2 weeks and there is a need for space and a HUGE need to get rid of extra clutter. So today I embarked on the journey to unload the boxes full of.....JUNK!

Well not all of it is junk, but most. For some reason, long ago, I decided to save every card from birthday's, graduation, and confirmation. What? Why did I think I was going to want to read through this 50 years from the date they were written? So I sat, shaking my head at myself, filling up the recycle bin.

There were lots of pictures. Most I will be burning for fear of my girls seeing them. One is a photo album that Michelle and I will be burning together in August when I'm up in Bellingham. Looking through them, it didn't feel like looking at me. It felt like looking at a woman who was insecure, lost, and hungering for the wrong attention.

There were baseball uniforms, piano books, report cards, awards and medals from piano and baseball, toys, pottery (I loved pottery in high school), and teeth. Yep, you read it right, I saved my pulled teeth (I had 12 teeth pulled before I was 9 - I hate the dentist). WHY ON EARTH did I save my teeth? Gross! I obviously put them in the garbage.

It was a humorous day for me and pretty enlightening for Dave. He now wonders who this girl was before he met me.

Here are a few of my favorite findings.

The cabbage patch doll. My first. Wally was his name and I think he had the same birthday as me. I also found his birth certificate. He has a hole in his mouth for his Binky. I wish I had it for Eloise.


My Kappa Alpha Theta beer mug. Dave is planning on using it for coffee. It makes me nauseous just looking at it.



And my favorite. Dave modeling a few of my favorite baseball shirts. He is so sad that he can't fit into them. But I will give him props for being able to "fit" into them. He's lost 30 lbs and I know he wouldn't have been able to wear them before.

I have to say, I'm not sad to see most of these memories go.