This weekend I went home to my mom and stepdad’s house, and while I was there, I wanted to find a box in the storage shed of books Tiffany and I had. My brother Chad is about the age to enjoy them, so I wanted to bring them to him when we visit in July.
Sadly, I couldn’t find that box ANYWHERE. Boohoo.
But I found lots of other cool junk.
Among my haul, I brought home:
- The cutest little round suitcase. Bittersweet fact: it still had its last checked bag tag on it, from Frankfurt, Germany to Chicago, Illinois. It helped us move when my parent divorced. I think I should take it with me on a FUN trip to boost its karma.
- These two bear piggy banks. One was mine, one was Tiffany’s. They are SO DORKY, but I love them. Mine had a parrot on its shoulder, Tiffany’s has an owl.
- I also found my porcelain dolls from my great-grandma McCann. I brought them inside and repacked them safely and spent some time thinking about what a special lady she was. I can’t wait to pass those dolls on to my own little girl someday.
- But… the MOST entertaining thing I found was some old books from the 1960s.
I bought one at a library sale, but most were my stepdad’s. My book is called Here’s to you, Miss Teen and is chock-full of etiquette and “finishing” advice for young women. It’s hilarious. My favorite is the section on selecting undergarments, especially “For those with ample bosoms” – HAHA.
And the winner is: a how-to book on parenting from 1967. This book would be OUTLAWED today by how politically incorrect it is.
I seriously cracked up, out loud, by myself when I saw this little pic:
The caption? “Silliness is usually just a phase.”
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
And whatever. Silliness is a way of life.
Memory lane was fun! And I urge you to salvage things and keep them safe for years to come. What seems like junk now, you might one day treasure. And your kids will definitely treasure those little tokens of your past.
(I need more shelf space).
XOXO
jam
