I got scared Angie was batting for the other team and momentarily was devastated.
Friday OT - Over My Dead Body
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I have an intramural water-basketball champion t-shirt. It's probably the next sport added to the summer games.
I have note from my mom in my wallet that she wrote when I was 18 during a rough patch I was having.
My parents put oranges and walnuts in our stockings, and a bottle of Coke on top of the mantle above each stocking. I think maybe it goes with Depression era parents.
I have a little tin cup my mom always drank her tea from. Also have a problem with children's artwork.
I actually have two drawings my oldest daughter did when she was 4 taped to the wall of my office. She is a lefty so one has her name written backwards. It's HANNAH but the Ns face the wrong way. She's now 26 and is the project coordinator for our company.
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Clothing-wise, nothing earth-shattering, but I have more stuff hangin' around than I realized.
Also have numerous collectibles and heirlooms, I’ll touch on some later.
- Several Iowa State shirts/T-shirts/sweatshirts. One I wear only on “special occasions" — the classic:
- My high school letter jacket. Still has my track-medals sewn onto the letter (devotedly by my mom). I like to look at the coat once in a while and think, “Yeah, you were hot ****, werntcha?”
- H.S. basketball uniform (road version) I nabbed shortly after our school got updated outfits … it’s the vintage skin-tight jersey with shorty-short shorts. It still (somewhat) fits me.
- A Grant Hill T-shirt I bought at a Pistons game ca. late-‘90s. Has action shot of him in those gawd-awful teal horsehead-logo uniforms. I’ve never worn it. Maybe it’s worth more than I paid for it.
Also have numerous collectibles and heirlooms, I’ll touch on some later.
My grandma was a master quilter. She handmade each of the grandkids (14 of us) a quilt that we got for high school graduation. These things are incredibly well made. She's sold some at events in the past and gotten thousands of dollars for them. I obviously won't part with that and honestly it's hard to get myself to use it on a bed.
She also made a quilt for me that is now over 40 years old that I still have and use. It's just so damn comfortable. My cat took it over as his the past year and when I sadly put him down last week, I was holding him in that quilt. I won't part with that either.
Not too much actually. I had been keeping a lot of old ISU shirts and some stuff from high school but earlier this year we took almost all of it to Goodwill earlier this year. We don't have much storage and both of us have this belief that the garage is meant to be for your cars and some storage but not to the extent you can't get your vehicles in there (presuming they fit)....insert TWSS here.
Kind of off topic, and long, but it's a good story. The fruit in the Christmas stockings made me think of it.
My Dad used to hide cash money (dollar bills) in our presents. He got awfully creative about it, eventually we would carefully open each package, worried that we might be tearing a bill in the process.
We also had stockings, and would receive some fancy mixed nuts (still in the shells, of course) and fruit on Christmas mornings, maybe a candy bar or something like that. We always threw the nuts in a bowl my Mom had on the coffee table. (Who was interested in those anyway?)
So Christmas Day, in the afternoon, my aunt decided to crack open a few nuts. We were all watching TV at the time. She exclaims, "Oh, my goodness! What's this?" She had cracked open a walnut only to discover a quarter inside. (Dad had carefully cracked the nuts, cleaned out the nut meats, and put money inside, and then glued them back together.)
Needless to say, the three of us were frantically cracking open nuts as fast as we could. My Dad was sitting in his recliner laughing.....eventually we put the money in a pile and split it up 3 ways.
Side story - Dad had done a whole bag of English walnuts this way and sent them to his sister in California. He had wrapped them in paper and put on the tag "We think you're all nuts!" My aunt was pretty pissed off to think that all her brother would send her was bag of nuts. When Easter came, she was baking a cake and needed some walnuts, and remembered her gift. So she cracked them open and discovered about $200 inside.
My Dad was something else.
My Dad used to hide cash money (dollar bills) in our presents. He got awfully creative about it, eventually we would carefully open each package, worried that we might be tearing a bill in the process.
We also had stockings, and would receive some fancy mixed nuts (still in the shells, of course) and fruit on Christmas mornings, maybe a candy bar or something like that. We always threw the nuts in a bowl my Mom had on the coffee table. (Who was interested in those anyway?)
So Christmas Day, in the afternoon, my aunt decided to crack open a few nuts. We were all watching TV at the time. She exclaims, "Oh, my goodness! What's this?" She had cracked open a walnut only to discover a quarter inside. (Dad had carefully cracked the nuts, cleaned out the nut meats, and put money inside, and then glued them back together.)
Needless to say, the three of us were frantically cracking open nuts as fast as we could. My Dad was sitting in his recliner laughing.....eventually we put the money in a pile and split it up 3 ways.
Side story - Dad had done a whole bag of English walnuts this way and sent them to his sister in California. He had wrapped them in paper and put on the tag "We think you're all nuts!" My aunt was pretty pissed off to think that all her brother would send her was bag of nuts. When Easter came, she was baking a cake and needed some walnuts, and remembered her gift. So she cracked them open and discovered about $200 inside.
My Dad was something else.
I am a bit of a pack rat so I have a few things I have held onto...
1. concert ticket stubs. Favorites include Pantera from 1993, and sold old Van Halen ones.
2. old concert tee shirts.
3. old isu gear....my favorite is from winning the last Big 8 mens bball tourney
4. old license plates
5. car parts
6. nuts and bolts lol....keep a bucket of standard and metric in the garage....very handy
1. concert ticket stubs. Favorites include Pantera from 1993, and sold old Van Halen ones.
2. old concert tee shirts.
3. old isu gear....my favorite is from winning the last Big 8 mens bball tourney
4. old license plates
5. car parts
6. nuts and bolts lol....keep a bucket of standard and metric in the garage....very handy
I still have a can of water from budweiser from the floods.
I keep almost all concert tickets and birthday/holiday cards from families. No idea why--I guess just a reminder that if it was a band I wanted to see, I went and saw it.
Somewhere in my apartment is a baseball cap from my T-ball days. There's absolutely nothing that I need it for obviously, but it just won't find it's way anywhere else.
Somewhere in my apartment is a baseball cap from my T-ball days. There's absolutely nothing that I need it for obviously, but it just won't find it's way anywhere else.
Angie - this thread gives me an idea for a new thread, crap of your spouse you'd like to trash.
I have my grandma's old dinner table in the basement storage area. wife hates it but I refuse to part with it. The top has our paint supplies on it. The pet carriers are underneath it.
Is she still on speaking terms with you after disparaging Taco Tico?
