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Goodbye to 2011…Whoa

Holy cats…only 1.5 more days of 2011 left.

2011 was a year of stasis.  I’m not sure if it’s a bad thing, or a good thing.

Mike and I lived apart for the entire year, with me in Ohio and him in Pennsylvania.

Things were good, though.  I think we’re doing better than ever with one another.  It would just be nice if we could be in the same state.

My family is better than ever.

My job is going well.

So although it WAS a year of stasis, I had a lot of fun and I’m very thankful for how great things are.

Plus, I got to go to Roseanne’s house with Kay and hang out in Indy with Barbs and Robert.

I got to participate in The Requiem Project and had a great time in Cincinnati.  I also got to take Mike to Kentucky for the first time.

My cousin, Heather had baby Jax.

Mike’s cousin, Heather had baby Grady and Tori had baby Brennan.

I did move into a new apartment, which is slightly non-stasis-y.

I visited Wilmington for the first time since I graduated.

I had my two-year anniversary with Mike in downtown Cleveland.

I pierced my rook

I guess I didn’t do too bad overall.  Like I said, I’m happy.  So since this is the last post of 2011, I wish you all a very HAPPY NEW YEAR and hope that you enjoy yourself.  Also, DON’T DRINK AND DRIVE!

Don’t drink and drive.  AAA will take you and your car home from 6pm-6am on New Year’s Eve/Day for FREE, even if you’re not a member.  Just call 800-222-4357!!!

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Posted by on December 30, 2011 in Daily Happenings


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My Storm Survival Pack – Throughout the Years

In light of all the recent storms, I thought I’d address my survival pack.  By survival pack, I mean what I drag to the basement with me whenever the tornado sirens start going off and the wind picks up.  And once all my stuff is IN the basement, I abandon it to stand out in the front yard until I’m bound to be swept away like Jonas’s truck in Twister.  I know I can get into the basement fast, but it takes a little prep time to gather the items that mean the most to me.  The pack has changed throughout the years based what’s important to me at that juncture of my life.  SO here are my survival packs throughout the years:

Infancy-10 years old:  Whatever I was wearing.  I had no sense of urgency, I did not fear the sky, and I’m sure my unawareness of bad weather left me in a blissful state of childhood.

10-16 years old:  Teddy Bear, jewelry, my keepsake box from all the men I loved who didn’t even know my name.  Favorite blankets.  Omar Vizquel baseball card collection.  Autograph book.  Photo albums.  Journals Journals Journals.  Beanie Babies.  Want to know why?  I was sure–absolutely SURE–that if my house blew away, it would be my super valuable Beanie Baby collection that would restore our lives when the storm was over.  Shut up.

16-18 years old:  Pretty much the same, minus the Beanie Babies.  And the keepsake box from men who didn’t know me became a keepsake box from my boyfriend at the time.  And then I got sentimental, and began grabbing something from each grandparent, something from each parent, something from my brother.  I wanted all my bases covered.

18-22 years old:  I was in college at Ashland University, and most of my valuable belongings were still at my parents’ house.  So the Teddy Bear (yes, he went to college, too), my jewelry box, and the belongings of whatever man I was dating then.  To be honest, I didn’t go to the basement very often when there were tornado warnings because I was a hardass in college.  Don’t doubt that.

22-25 years old:  I was in North Carolina.  There were no tornadoes.  And I never got a hurricane, and I didn’t have a basement, so I didn’t really have to worry about it.  I would have taken my jewelry box, items from a boyfriend, Teddy Bear, the quilt I made with my friend Joy, and I began taking my flash drives with all my writing on them.  Because you can bet your ass that I was quitting school if I lost my thesis and had to start over.

Quilt and Teddy Bear, first bedroom in NC.

 26 years old:  My jewelry, everything from Mike, the Teddy Bear, the Quilt.  I haven’t had to think about it in awhile.

The way it works with me is this:  I will grab everything I think I need and head to the basement.  If I don’t think there’s an immediate threat, I will run back up the stairs and grab something else, anything else.  I’ll stockpile as much as I can in the basement.  If I have time, I’m saving everything.

**of course I would save my family above all of this.

Praying for those who had to deal with severe weather this year.


Posted by on May 26, 2011 in Daily Happenings, When I Was Young


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