Me. today. = photos stuck on memory card unless blogged about, dinner at 6/7, run, chat with Peanut, work, delete photos, work, buy clothes, work, chat with UPS lady, work.
Soooooooooo, when three boxes full of photos were placed on my office floor . . . . I about cried. Instead I said, "seriously, just put them in a new [more hidden] place. You and I both know I'll go through them and not throw out anything."
Door shuts. Yep, he got it. I'm in the clear. Yay me.
uhhhh not so fast. Pita walks in with three [clear] plastic not so little numbers [meaning storage boxes] from Costco. Drops them on floor. "Em, there you go. Move them all in here according to age." -------[thinking you freaking move them where the sun doesn't . . . . . .] fine. whatever. they are "mine".
What happened for the next 4 hours was . . . . awesome. Childhood. A 98.44% fabulous childhood - revisited. Peanut sat by me for 1/2 the time. It was a blast. I love the random things my Mom kept.
Oddly?! My favorite was a huge green construction paper heart.
Written on it was the word: effervescent
Ohhhhh, the tears flowed. I remember this day like it was 5 seconds ago. I was 12. At church. Walked into our class to see about 30 moms sitting in the room. I was like, "awwww crap, I'm in trouble". Guilty conscience? Never.
Then one by one the mom would go up and get the heart off the wall that was for their daughter. Words like: honest, beautiful, smart, helpful, kind, athletic, etc. I sat there wondering which one was mine. Heck, maybe I could even have two?! ;) [ha!]
About 12 remained. My Mom walked up and goes to reach, "thebestover-alldaughterever" [whoa, wait, what?] . . ."effervescent".
What the crap does that even mean? I honestly remember thinking, "really mom, really that's all you could think to say about me?!"
Then, for some reason my
I sat there with tears running down my face. Peanut was looking at me like, "Mom, it's just a heart. Heart means love."
Adjective1. (of a liquid) Giving off bubbles; fizzy.
2. (of a person or their behavior) Vivacious and enthusiastic
Finally, after 20 years . . . . . I get it Mom!
Just wanted to let you know.
Thanks Pita for being a Pita. This was an effervescent/happy/grateful/ahhh-haaa moment.