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There is no free lunch at the Bat Cave. In five days I shortened curtains, removed huge cornice boards and curtain rods, vacuumed the bugs between the windows on the sill, changed two light figures, decluttered and rearranged 4 rooms, made several trips to the grocery store, Walmart & the post office, cooked dinner, and removed and replaced the trim around the laundry room door so the new dryer could be moved inside. I returned to Dallas exhausted.
I got 30 minutes for lunch.
One of my projects was cleaning out drawers in my bedroom. Every drawer was stuffed with cards and letters and papers and report cards. And pictures. School pictures of everyone I ever went to school with from 1st grade through high school graduation.
I opened the top drawer and there was Charles Mobley staring at me. Charles Mobley, my 8th grade boyfriend, in his football uniform. Vinnie Barbarino-y. Handsome as ever. And pictures of Anita and Becky and Judy and Jackie and Trina and Craig and Graham and Vic and Doug and Carrie and Mary and Bryan and Robert and TimH and TimA and TimS. Pictures of everyone I ever knew. From every year. A time capsule.
Does everyone open random drawers and find elementary school photos of classmates from the 1970s? Or does this only happen in my family? To hoarders? To people who live in the same spot on Earth for eternity? I hope NO ONE has any pictures of me in their junk drawer. Frightening thought.
I straightened and organized the photographs, disposing of only a handful – those with giant fingers blocking the entire picture and the Polaroids with totally bleached away images.
If anyone reading this needs an old photo of anyone from Keiser or Rivercrest, let me know. I bet I can find it. I have a few Osceola folks too.
talya
P.S. Gary H….I found a picture of you too.
Musical Pairings:
Lisa: Someday when I’m a grownup, maybe I’ll go back and look fondly at our house.
Bart: Well stop in and say hi to me because I’ll still be there chilling in my basement bachelor pad.
Homer: Make sure to water my backyard grave.
Bart: As long as I can dig you up and stick you on the front porch every Halloween.
Homer: Just don’t dress me up as a woman.
Bart: We’ll see.
(The Simpson’s)
Bart: Well stop in and say hi to me because I’ll still be there chilling in my basement bachelor pad.
Homer: Make sure to water my backyard grave.
Bart: As long as I can dig you up and stick you on the front porch every Halloween.
Homer: Just don’t dress me up as a woman.
Bart: We’ll see.
(The Simpson’s)
There never seems to be enough time to do the things we want to do… once we find them. Loved that song. NOW, this will be in my head all day. 🙂
better than “Call Me Maybe”!
Oh, DO scan that picture of me and send it. 🙂
I will next time I’m home….
I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE TAKING OFF FOR LUNCH!! Today the bigger cornice has to come down, and Cinderella has gone away. I enjoyed this read; laughed out loud. Gary, I will see if I can find your picture. (Talya, what drawer is it in?) Mom
I was MAKING your lunch!
Some pictures are in the top drawer. Some are in the cabinet in the little jewelry box…
Love this and love the love you have for your mother…and the love she has for you. You are blessed sweet child! Gracie’s Mazie
HAHA!!! As always, a Really Great Read, and thanks a lot for putting me with the other Tim’s in the ‘Tim Section’…haha…just kidding, of course. TimA is a great guy. Also, Time in the Bottle is one of my all-time favorite songs, and Charles could do an awesome job of playing and singing that song with his guitar! That dude’s got talent!!! And I really like the Simpson’s outtake…it’s HILARIOUS!!! Your blog is awesome, and Please keep ’em coming Talya, they really brighten my day!
Thanks TimH! Of course I had TONS of pictures of you. Seriously… :)) I love reading your posts. Thanks for taking the time to comment. I know you are one busy dude.