Archive | Nostalgia

When I Was 25: Leaving Town

About 6 months ago, I installed the Timehop app on my phone. After awhile, I started to notice that my posts from early 2010 and prior were the most cringeworthy. There was a noted change in what and how I posted in 2010 compared to years that followed. I posted a lot of mundane things- […]

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I Don’t Drink Like I Used To

Some facts about me and alcohol: I have never been the type of person who could brag about drinking other people under the table*. The only person I could drink under the table would be a toddler and that’s an inhumane thing to put a toddler through. I was never a “kegstand every night of […]

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Music Monday: Beginnings (For Mom ‘n Dad)

“Did you know this was the last song played at our wedding? Grandpa paid the band extra to stay and keep playing. They were a brass band and they were AWESOME…You know, this was one of Grandma Fran’s favorite songs…” That’s usually how one or both of my parents tell it any time that “Beginnings” […]

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Music Monday: Sunny (for Mom)

This Music Monday post goes out to my mom, who celebrated her somethingth birthday yesterday. My mom instilled in me a passion for all music, but particularly soul. Some of my most cherished memories are from my early childhood, sliding around in my socks on the tile floor, dancing to The Temptations (among many others) […]

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Music Tuesday: Mavis Staples, Live in Seattle

This week’s Music Monday is Music Tuesday because I had Labor Day off and we spent it at Rainier National Park. Our friend Wayne was in town for the holiday weekend and it was his first time out west, so he wanted the full Seattle experience. That included going to the Bumbershoot Festival on Saturday. Wayne […]

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In the 6th grade, one of our assigned reading books was The Secret of NIMH. For those unfamiliar with the story, it’s about a recently widowed mouse (yes, I just said “widowed mouse”) who needs to move her home out of a tractor’s path, but can’t because her little mouse son has pneumonia. If you’d […]

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10 Years Ago Today I Turned Nineteen…And My Dog Died

The other night I dreamt about my childhood dog. It’s a recurring dream and while the setting is always different, she’s always the same- frail, old and in need of something, usually water or medical attention and I’m the only one that can get it for her. Upon waking up from this dream, it occurred […]

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