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Friday, December 10, 2010

(Extremely) Odds and Ends From My Childhood

My parents have been on a major cleaning out the attic kick lately, so while I was in Houston it was my job to go through about 20 boxes of memories (i.e. junk) and figure out what I wanted to save and what to throw out.  Here are a few of the highlights.

Yes, I do realize how terrifying this thing is and what it says of me that I not only made it, but declared it worthy of boxing up and saving forever.  I'm fairly certain that I made it in high school "crafts class" (I swear to God this was an actual high school class) for Dia de los Muertos and that I didn't make it for some other way more creepy reason.  I do, however, want to point out that I think a certain film franchise owes me quite a bit of money.
                                                  
Don't even try and tell me I'm wrong.  It doesn't take much to turn my mask into the crazy Jigsaw guy from Saw.

I accept your apologies.

Next item up for bid, my Michael Jackson microphone:
This thing was meant to be a rattle for my baby sister, but anytime the mood struck me, I'd snatch it away from her, put a white sock on my hand, and dance around the house singing "Beat It".  The day usually ended with me kissing my MJ Pepsi poster goodnight.  Don't judge.

Maybe I should now put something up that will make you like me again.  I would like to submit to you these super cute onesies that I wore when I was a baby.
Although, now that I'm looking at them, they seem to be for two very different sized babies.  Hmmm...  Anyhow, they are now awaiting the arrival of Baby K and I guess we will just be prepared for the potential size of the kiddo either way.

Finally, and this might be my favorite thing that I found, I present you with this next item.  From what I can put together, in art class I drew a picture of myself as a gypsy and then told a classmate's fortune, which I wrote on the back.


Oddly enough, the only thing that didn't come true was that she had nine kids instead of ten.  So close.

4 comments:

  1. Rebecca, it's Eddie Iac. I've been reading your stuff. VERY funny! Good luck with Baby K!

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  2. I have a lot to say about this:
    1. Karen and Steve are making you get your crap out bc you're adopted. There, I said it.

    2. Crafts class was for the slow kids, or the ones that were already or had the potential to be pregs.

    3. I'm sending you a black light. I bet those outfits light up with pee and poop.

    4. I enjoyed your fortune telling. Especially the last few lines where Kristy would pick up trash, was poor but saved kids from quick sand.

    5. Take note that I liked your post.

    Your Hero,
    Cristina Dianne

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  3. Eddiac! So great to hear from you, hope things are going well in NY. Thanks for reading and for the comment. I'm happy to know I am somewhat entertaining. :)

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  4. Crissy, I knew this post would make you happy and redeem myself from all the hate you left me the other day. My fav thing about the fortune telling is how it started out so well (with her being a rock star) and then quickly went downhill.

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