Showing posts with label my stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my stuff. Show all posts

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Evidence of serious hoarding issues.





This crayon has been rattling around in my house for years, and before that it rattled around in my parents' house for decades. It's a kind of crayon that was (is?) used to make metal zippers work more easily. I've never used it, and in fact it looks like no one has ever used it. It's so old that the addresses don't have zip codes and the phone numbers still use words (DUpont 7-1111). But I can't throw it out. It connects me to the past I guess.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Happy Birthday cyradaria! Do you remember this birthday card?




You gave this to my dad about 8 years ago. He doctored up the front of the card in his usual style. It's one of my treasures and the reason my house will always be full of boxes, bags, and drawers of paper.