Thursday, June 23, 2011

And the word of the week is..


That's the word. Yes, it might be a bit inappropriate but in our house we deemed it acceptable for this one week only for many reasons.

Most commonly used is "Wow... we have a lot of shit."

Also quite frequently spoken "Why did we keep this shit?"

For the absent minded "Shit, I forgot to pack that before I taped the box.."

A common question "Where did this shit come from?"

When thinking of others "Do you think ______ would want this shit?"

My personal favorite "What are we going to do with all this crap? I mean shit."
Seems a little backwards, right? Wrong. Not this week.

This week that is full of going through things from 1996 when we moved into this house, it is okay. Trust me. From 1996 receipts, to decorations from before my existence, to fabric we were going to make _____ (fill in your own blank because I'm sure we had it all) out of, to pictures we regret posing for.

We have sold shit on KSL and given loads of things to my sisters, neighbors, aunts, friends, and mostly the DI.

It's a bit of a crazy week and it's bringing around an odd mood but I'm okay with it. Not okay with the move, but the mood is funny.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

but... but... but...

Do you see this house?

If you were to look up my home on google maps, this is what you would see. The picture is terribly old and our house really looks better than that in real life but this is the house I have lived in since I was 5. This is the house where I lost my first tooth. This is the house where I learned to rollerblade (not easy on a hill by the way). This is the house that is built of walls that have listened to every secret of mine.

Today is Sunday and by next Sunday, we will be moved out of this house. Is it even fair to call it a house? It's home. The only home I know. I can't believe the days we have left in it are dwindling down so fast.. I'm not okay with it and I will probably cry.

Who knew you could be so attached to something so silly?

Oh and I think it is very appropriate for a shout out to my Papa Bear who happens to be the man who built this home. Happy Fathers Day to him!

Thursday, June 16, 2011

so much for being brave..

There is so much I could blog about but there are also so many other things I should be doing.. so here is a quick post.

Longboarding: apparently not for me. I try to be brave one night and these are the results.

Pardon my manly foot, beastly leg, and hairy-ness and draw your attention to my wounds. They may look small and harmless but oh buddy let me tell you that they are not. See the one on my foot? It's quite the deep fella. And the raspberry on my shin? Stings like you couldn't imagine. The one on the ankle and the one on the knee.. they don't give me too much grief compared to the others.

I think it's safe to say that my desire to spend $300 on a longboard has now been reconfigured to spending $300 on a new camera.