Monday, July 22, 2013

crapbooking your life

One of the items my mom brought home from Nona's house was an old cassette tape my grandpa had recorded random conversations on. 
I am sure this was high tech at the time! (1984)

 On the tape you hear my grandparents talking to some family that was in town visiting from Chicago. 
They talked about riding the train into town and how they hadn't been to Seattle since 1969.  
Part way into the audio, you can hear my Mom talking, as well as my sister, who at that time was only 4 years old and then you hear a baby crying, me! 
There is nothing specific on the tape, no campfire stories. 
Just regular sitting around in the living room chatting, all caught on tape.

When my Mom first told me about the cassettes she found, I thought they were kind of silly.
 I mean, it's not even a video!
 It's just audio. 
The more I heard about it though, the cooler it seemed. 
Since there isn't a visual to go along with the sound, it's almost like reading a book.
 It allows you to construct the scene in your head.
 In my head, I remember the living room this would have taken place in, but that's about it.
The rest is up to my imagination.
 For my Mom, I am sure it jogged a lot of memories that she hadn't thought about for a long time. Even though using your imagination is more work that sitting and watching a home video, it's a little more fun. 
It also allows you to remember just the "good stuff."

Which brings me to what my post was really going to be about!
Time Capsules

When  I think about them, I think about an old metal box burred in the backyard rotting away.
 ( Which I couldn't wait even 3 days to dig back up, just to discover all the goodies I placed inside were mildewing. Darn it 8 year old self!)

Or the letter my Business Law teacher made me write in high school that was suppose to be sent to my future self in five years that never came.
 I am still waiting Mr. Woods.

Well, now there's an app for that!

With this app kids can send an email to their future selves and receive it months or several years later. 
They can decide what to include, add photos and even a voice recording.
 ( See how i connected the two stories there?!)

I don't know how cool I would have thought this idea was when I was a kid because half the fun of a time capsule was gathering items and digging a hole. 
My adult self thinks it's pretty cool though and I would love to get an email today from my kid self with "important" items and a talking message! 

I also came across this cute idea.

It's a happy medium I think.
It's also pretty ( pinterest worthy) 
and doesn't involve any digging.
Like the author says 
" All of the joy of a time capsule, with none of the pesky commitment"


Friday, July 19, 2013

It's so hot, I saw the Devil on the corner selling ice cream

For the 4th of July Holiday I went down to Arizona to meet up with some old friends.
We all decided Amy's house was a good central location, since we were all flying in from different places.

It was also Clark's first birthday
Clark's first flight!

I got a pair of wings for him from the captain at the end of our flight to AZ.
He was nice enough to take a photo with Clark in the cockpit too!

On the way over the flight was only half full so we were able to bring the car seat on and Clark rode in that. 
Coming home he sat on our laps. 
If you want to call it that, it was more like he rolled and twisted and squirmed back and forth between us. 
I don't know how anyone does that alone with a baby. It really takes at least two people to manage! 

Riding the shuttle to our car

Once we got to Amy's house all we wanted was to jump in the pool.
It was so hot!

Night Rider

We took advantage of the 95 degree night and went for a ride up to Sonic!

We did some shopping....

(Of course I couldn't pass up trying on this creation at the mall)

And some relaxin'.....

And Pool Time

It was 112 during the day!

My 4th of July solo bicycle parade down the street

Amy & Me



Through the Eye of Time

Miss you girls!!!

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Grieving the death of someone you never actually knew.

I remember the day Kurt Cobain died. 
My sister holding back tears as we read the headline on the newspaper.
We were in Portland visiting my Aunt and I was in the 4th grade.
It was raining and we were out shopping downtown when we passed by a paper stand and caught a gimps of the news. 
I was shocked but I think even more shocked, by my sister's reaction to it. 
She didn't know him.
Yes, she wore the band T shirts and played the music incessantly, but did it warrant tears?
Actual sadness like a friend or relative had passed?

I came across an article that got my wheels turning. 
I think we have all been affected at some point in time by the loss of a celebrity.
 It's a weird feeling because you somehow feel like you know them personally.
 It's a one sided relationship with someone you have never met and yet you feel deep down inside like you have.

Maybe because you watched their show every week or listened to their music until the tape stretched out or stalked them on Twitter and happen to know that, just last Friday they were out at Nobu eating Sushi. 
It's like you were there with them. 
Throwing Benjamins ( Do they call it that anymore?) and bottles of Cristal.
Social media gave us this secret VIP pass to accompany them and it's almost, almost as good as having actually been there.

Which brings me to this question asked in HelloGiggles Article:
"Should we feel guilty dedicating headlines, Tweets and status updates to an Actor?
 Is it superficial? 
Or are most of the heartfelt condolences coming from an insincere, bandwagon-like mentality anyway?"

Read Michelle's Article  Here:

By Michelle Konstantinovsky

Food for thought.

Comment and share:
What was your celebrity mourning moment?
In retrospect, was does it seem totally ridiculous?

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Wednesday, July 17, 2013

A year in Review

I really don't remember Clark being this small.
I know he was, there are photos.
I guess all my days just run together.
It isn't until I look at these side by side that I can see what a difference one year makes!

One Month 

Two Months

Three Months

Four Months

Five Months

Six Months

Seven Months 

Eight Months

Nine Months

Ten Months 

Eleven Months

Twelve Months

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

5 Things I'd buy if I won the Lottery- 52 weeks of Blogging with a purpose

This was actually a difficult question for me to answer.
Of course there are more than 5 things I would like to do with the money if I had it.
First of all, let's assume this hypothetical treasure is infinite.
If I am going to win the Lottery, it's not going to be $50,000.00
It's going to be $500 million, let's get that straight.

1.First I would pay off debt. No one wants that peering over their shoulder. Be that credit cards, cars, student loans or mortgages. Pay it all off. The hubs obviously quits his daily grind.

Then get myself someone I could trust in the financial planning world and invest so I could live off the interest and continue making even more money with my money.

2.Next I would pay off the mortgages of mine and the hub's parents.
Thus allowing for retirement of both parties and in turn giving me ...babysitters when ever I want! Because I will need them, for all the shopping I am about to do. Oh, and life is short, you only live once, we owe them everything, respect your elders and yadda yadda yadda.

3.Then I would buy ( in cash) a new house.... or two....or three
I am thinking, one in Seattle ( keepin' it real), one in San Diego ( a whale's Vagina) and a vacation home in shall we say, Italy. Because I am worldly like that.

4.These purchases would be followed by lots of trips in private planes for all my friends to vacation, on my dime.
Because after all, what fun is money if you don't have someone to enjoy it with?

5.And of course  I would give back. Duh.
 Donations,charities, businesses and all that.
 I couldn't imagine having this kind of money and not handing it out constantly. 
Heck, when I made money from the Chevy commercial I felt the urge to give back almost every time the opportunity presented it's self.( It was a confusing feeling for me) and I was definitely not making millions.

A lot of the other bloggers who linked up with this post ended in saying that they didn't actually play the Lottery so their chances of this becoming a reality were zero.
To that I say, " More for me betches!"
I play weekly.
So, it's all in due time before I am rich rich filthy rich.

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