My 6th grade “friend”

I was in full preparation mode for the big yard sale I’m having tomorrow, sorting through the closets, the rooms, pricing everything, then hitting the garage. I went through the big storage bins, finding things that *cough* G-man will never miss *cough cough* and coming across a childhood box that my mom dumped bestowed upon me.

Inside were awards, my kindergarden graduation certificate all framed (so cute) and pictures from the years. Sadly some great pictures from my childhood were melted together and I’m not sure if they can be salvaged. If anyone has any great tips for pulling them apart where I can savor them, please let me know. I thought I’d brought all my pictures inside, out of the heat, but missed these and now I’m all sad.

But another thing that I can across…a thing that made me shake my head in pure silliness was a note from an old “friend” from the 6th grade.

Just in case you can’t see it, she writes;
Dear (my last name),
How are you? I am fine. You look like you are sick. Did Jessica B. call you last night. Did you tell her you didn’t want to be her friend? Is she going to sit by you at lunch?
Write back
Lani
ps. Did you have fun at my house?

This is a perfect example of a 6th grade friendship. I feel like we were so close with how intimate this note is. I have to say I wanted to tell Jessica B. I didn’t want to be her friend a lot, though I don’t think I ever did. I was too chicken..and well pretty immature. But I thought this was hilarious and so true to how 11 year olds are with each other. So fickle.

Have a fabulous weekend, my dears! Enjoy watching the Olympic trials or pre-trials. Whatever they are. And seriously, if you know how to pull apart pictures without total damage, let me know! I can’t have my adorableness go to waste!

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Forget me not. Only, I forgot…

I have a great memory…except when it comes to growing up.

I about remember nothing. Weird right? Not a lot of people believe me. Some say I’m lying or pretending to forget but I have huge chunks of my childhood and even high school gone from my brain.

There have been many times I can’t decipher a dream from reality so I’ll have to ask someone if an event actually happened.

About 4 years after high school, I was flipping through my junior yearbook and came across a picture of the Homecoming Court…and there I was on stage with all the girls. I had no memory of that whatsoever and was pretty shocked to know I was in it, being the sports girl that I was. Honestly, the details are still so fuzzy, I don’t know if it was junior or senior year…

Since then, I can remember standing on stage but I think the only reason I remember that is because of the picture.

I don’t know why this is. I had a wonderfully loving upbringing, but I feel horrible its practically all gone. A lot of the traditions we did in the family, the games, precious moments..gone. Whenever my family reminisces, all I do is sit there unable to contribute. Almost everything they say is brand new to me.

There’s been times blurbs will pop in. I have a vague memory of my dad and I, when I was around 9/10, watching movies and eating 10 candy bars in one night. I don’t know where everyone else was, or if I’m making it up, but I think that happened…its been an active memory I’ve carried with me for over 15 years, so I hope its real.

But sadly, its not only my childhood. I barely recall from age 19-20. And NO, I wasn’t drinking or doing drugs!!

Its so crazy!

This makes me appreciate my blog even more. It’s storing all my memories, my stories, everything that’s noteworthy for me to return and be reminded of later down the road, in case this keeps happening.

Tell me I’m not alone in this? Do you remember your childhood or even your high school experience? Any tips on keeping the memory alive and kickin’?

insert completely random non related picture…

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15 days and counting

Are we all aware of this?! What? You weren’t?? Crazy because I could have sworn I told you at least once…or twice.

OK yes! this is the 3rd time I’m mentioning I’ll be turning 30 this month. I’m feeling weird here, work with this poor aging cripple, ok?

But wait, tell me if this is, odd. I saw that someone read my blog from a government server from the House of Representatives in DC the other day. Can I just say, that scared me a bit. (if you happen to come back today and see that I’m talking about you, um, don’t fear but put my fear to rest by saying you weren’t “checking up” on me. Ok, thanks!)

It makes me want to be careful with the things I talk about. G-man is in the military and even though I’m careful, I can’t have anything interfere with his career.

AAAAAANYHOOOOO let’s resume, shall we?

Let’s see if I can bestow some wisdom on you all as I figure out what I learned at each passing year. Prepare yourself for mind blowing wisdom…or a bunch of random facts from my childhood.

1-4 Learned to walk, talk, skip and how best to maintain shyness (no really, all of that in 4 years!)
5 Having a nail stuck to a 2x4 go through your foot is not fun, rather painful but not crying shows awesome strength for a 5 year old.
6-9 Having and helping on a paper route lets you stay up real late, however when it rains you stay up even later and don’t enjoy it. But sitting on the window frame to throw the paper out the car is the best thing ever.
10 Turning double digits is the coolest.
11 Playing the flute is rad but when they’re out of flutes, playing clarinet is even radder! (especially when your oldest brother scores you a ‘free’ clarinet from somewhere)
- The boy that plays the saxophone and has a major crush on you; will buy you dweebs anytime you want. Even when he says he’s running out of money to buy you the dweebs..he’ll still buy them for you.
12-13 Learning what ‘is there a flood coming?’ by having someone ask you, is not what you strive for when you move to a small town and get to be ‘the new girl.’
- Being the tallest “person” in your grade and the grade above you is awkward.
14 Living on a farm requires you to work in freezing temperatures.
- Watching your brother jump to the next hay stack, lose footing and fall 14 feet down with hay falling around him, is funny. Jumping to the next hay stack, losing footing and falling 14 feet down flat on your back, is not.
- Not being taller than boys anymore is a good thing. Not being the tallest girl anymore is harder to take than you thought.
15 Being boy crazy is no fun when you can’t date.
- Sports is all that defines you, not looking stylish, not being in the cool group (far from it), just sports.
can we please pause to observe the skillful photographer who happens to have his shadow in the picture?! Negative: lighting is apparently behind him. Positive: it makes me look really TAN when I wasn’t.

Seeing how it’s 15 days out and half way to 30, I’ll stop there. Don’t want to overload you with my childhood cuteness and all. Small doses is what I say.

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