Sifting through the past
It's Satruday, and I'm really trying to be productive, honestly. I'm cleaning out my closet in an effort to get more organized. So far I have thrown out almost my entire wardrobe (nothing fits anymore!), 5000 dry cleaning bags, 2 broken picture frames, 8 broken hangers, and 7 mismatched socks that had formed thier own colony behind my blanket chest.
Viva La Revolution.
And now I have come across my memory box, stuck way back in the back.
I have had this box since my freshman year in college. It's a beautiful cherry wood box from the Bombay Company that a very good friend from High School gave to me. Ironically, I ran into said friend just the other night, and I hadn't seen him in about 2 years. I don't really try to keep up with him, or really anyone from High School save for like 3 people, but this box has me feeling a little sentimental.
So lets look inside.
- a post card of the Hooper Schaefer fine arts center on Baylor Campus from my ex-friend Jami; written on the back "Felicity - 1) Happiens; Bliss, 2) Anything producing Happiness" sent to me my 1st semester of college.
- A picutre of me and my friend Kerri taken at the Apha Phi Omega Fall Installation Sept 1993 (i have really big hair and am wearing a vest!)
- a picture of me and my father taken at the Holiday Inn in Rockport Tx
- HA! A picture of my old college roomate Julie making hamburger helper...sans hamburger (it was REALLY gross)
- a picute of me with Mark Hyde, whom I had a HUUGGEE crush on in College, if anyone knows Mark Hyde, tell him hello, and yes people really do live in those houses out on the highway
- Gwen Stefani's autograph, I had a beer with her at La Zona Rosa before she became a mega star
- My lifelong member Alpha Phi Omega membership card
- my GAP badge (yes I sold khakis and denim shirts to many a sorority girl)
- Antique brass cigerrete holder
- a dubloon from Mardi Gras
- My high school graduation tassell
- the offical Rules to Canasta
and
a $25 savings bond issued March 8, 1974 - guess I should cash that in huh.
ok, back to the closet...later
Viva La Revolution.
And now I have come across my memory box, stuck way back in the back.
I have had this box since my freshman year in college. It's a beautiful cherry wood box from the Bombay Company that a very good friend from High School gave to me. Ironically, I ran into said friend just the other night, and I hadn't seen him in about 2 years. I don't really try to keep up with him, or really anyone from High School save for like 3 people, but this box has me feeling a little sentimental.
So lets look inside.
- a post card of the Hooper Schaefer fine arts center on Baylor Campus from my ex-friend Jami; written on the back "Felicity - 1) Happiens; Bliss, 2) Anything producing Happiness" sent to me my 1st semester of college.
- A picutre of me and my friend Kerri taken at the Apha Phi Omega Fall Installation Sept 1993 (i have really big hair and am wearing a vest!)
- a picture of me and my father taken at the Holiday Inn in Rockport Tx
- HA! A picture of my old college roomate Julie making hamburger helper...sans hamburger (it was REALLY gross)
- a picute of me with Mark Hyde, whom I had a HUUGGEE crush on in College, if anyone knows Mark Hyde, tell him hello, and yes people really do live in those houses out on the highway
- Gwen Stefani's autograph, I had a beer with her at La Zona Rosa before she became a mega star
- My lifelong member Alpha Phi Omega membership card
- my GAP badge (yes I sold khakis and denim shirts to many a sorority girl)
- Antique brass cigerrete holder
- a dubloon from Mardi Gras
- My high school graduation tassell
- the offical Rules to Canasta
and
a $25 savings bond issued March 8, 1974 - guess I should cash that in huh.
ok, back to the closet...later
posted by Kelicious at 5:28 PM
2 Comments:
Yeah, the flashbacks when you look back at some of that stuff. Some are great memories, and others are "why the hell did I keep this?"
I was gettin pretty cramped living in my closet, so I cleaned it out the other day and I found me a pickle. I just love eatin' pickles.
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