Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Blast From the Past

Friends, and random readers, I find myself once again at home in Sacramento. Sometime in between punch dancing out my boredom in my backyard to "Sexy and I Know it" and having conversations with our cat, Stewie, I have had time to explore the dark dusty back corners of my room. Now, I haven't really lived at home for an extended period of time since the summer of 2007, so I was intrigued to find little gems from my previous life lurking around in here. These are my most interesting finds.

Box full of Goosebumps books

I'm pretty sure that at sometime around age 10 I stole these from my brother's room. He always got the best stuff. Because my parents love him more. As a child, I was very sneaky and industrious though, and at some point I acquired titles such as The Cuckoo Clock of Doom, The Horror at Camp JellyJam, The Blob that ate Everyone, and one of my personal favorites, Revenge of the Lawn Gnomes, which I will have to be sure to take back to Kelsi. I cherished and read these books many times, put them in a box under my bed, and then forgot about them for over a decade.

Marriage Time Capsule

Now, I can't remember if I was supposed to bury this in my backyard to be discovered in 200 years by my descendants, but currently it was in my closet hiding under my statuette of the Virgin Mary I acquired from my very catholic great-grandmother in 1995. The capsule is a round, metal paint tin-like container coated with a layer of dust and a plethora of heart and "just married" stickers. I believe I crafted this beauty of a container sometime around my beehive or early mia maid years. I carefully pried off the lid, accepting that this premature opening of the capsule may very well curse me to a lifetime of spinsterhood... it's a risk I'm willing to take. There are many papers stuffed in here all written in my 13ish year-old handwriting. There's a "future family" paper in which I planned out the number, gender, and names of my future offspring. Next, I found a somewhat sarcastic letter to my future husband in which I inform him how lucky he is and assure that he must be "roguishly handsome and have a cool last name". There's a few other things such as my predicted wedding colors and date (I put 2025) and then a ton of confetti in the shape of hearts and kisses and that spell out phrases like "I love you".

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Costume

This is probably from Halloween when I was 4 years old. Mine was the Raphael costume on the right. Not only did this find confirm that my mom really did love me (and my brother obviously too, he had the matching Michelangelo outfit) but that she has quite the crafting skills. Those sweet turtle shells are homemade. I had a minor obsession with TMNT when I was a youth. Quite probably because my brother loved them first, and everything my brother did, I did. We're talking soccer, baseball (softball for me), water polo, spanish, BYU, and having a bizarre admiration for Bob Graham.

More than anything, the treasures I have unearthed have shown me three main things. First, growing up in the 90's was fantastic. Second, we don't change that much from childhood. And third, that I am really bored.