Tag: memories

Happy birthday to my fellow Aries, Lisa!

I’ve got about a zillion memories–and photos!–of you. As I was going through them…


I cracked up remembering the time you cut off Shane’s ponytail so he wouldn’t lose a five-dollar bet to me.


And I recalled that time you slept with Timmy. Well, you know, KINDA…


You’re a beautiful person, and I hope you, Scott, and Ryan have a fantastic day together!

P.S. Sing my favorite verse of “Fancy” for me today. 😉

At last!

I have spent the last three hours searching for this freaking poem, going through scrapbooks and albums and journals and trying to find it online through the dimmest memories of certain words and phrases from it. Had the poem, in the book where I originally found it about twenty-six years ago, been titled “To Coleridge” instead of “To _________,” my search would have been made a lot easier.

Now that I’ve found it, I’m putting it here so at least the next time I want it, I’ll have a sensible place to look. Other than that, I have nothing to say about it, except this is one of my favorite poems of all time. Oh, and that if I could find that poem by Erica Jong that I barely remember, and my wooden lion pushpuppet from the fourth grade, and my friend Bobby, all the gears of my universe would be meshing properly.

To Coleridge
poem behind cut

If we’re lucky…

We all have one. That friend we never see and rarely even talk to, but we tell ourselves it doesn’t matter. As soon as we see her again, we’ll pick up right where we left off. Conversation will be as easy as it ever was. Old memories will be smiled over. Triumphs, heartbreaks, disappointments, celebrations that have taken place since the last time we talked will be shared. We’ll talk about the changes in our families. The trials and compensations of getting older…

For me, that friend is Debbie. I don’t talk about her often, although I think about her every day. She’s been part of my life since we were eighteen years old.
read about Debbie here

Challenge

The other day I was wending my way through Friends’ LiveJournals, and Friends of Friends’ LiveJournals, when I read a post by someone on behalf of a photographer friend. He was doing a project in which he was looking for photos of a person in basically the same pose from childhood to age 18. While I didn’t want to send him my photos, I was interested in seeing how that would look.

So I challenge you to humiliate yourself much like this…


Grades 1, 3, 4, 5
Grades 6, 7, 8, 9
Grades 10, 11, 12, 12

Those who took the challege: ebandit, margharris, monkjoel, smoness. Thanks for playing along!