This past weekend Brian and I (plus our kids) cleaned out the two major rooms upstairs that were a burden to even look at! I mean seriously. When we moved into this house 2 years ago we used those rooms as our "catch all" until we had time to deal with it. Every time I would go up there I would feel this tremendous weight on my shoulders and knew this would not be a job for just one person. There was one closet in particular that was the death of me! Well maybe not the DEATH of me but it felt awfully close. I tried, people, for two straight years to clean that thing out but every time I would just shut the door and go eat a ding dong. Not even exaggerating. And I think the thing that bothered me the most about that closet was that I knew it was boxes and boxes of my old elementary, high school and college memories. I also knew that when I started pulling out those boxes I was going to have to start making decisions about what to keep and what to throw out and I wasn't sure I was ready to do that. Brian, on the other had, was VERY ready for me to do that! So Saturday was the day! The good thing about going through boxes of memories is that you get to make fun of yourself quite a bit!
Which leads me to the following pictures. Brian insisted I take pictures of this because I think he was appalled at me. He learned something disturbing about me that day....
Do you want to know what it is?
Ok...I....had....a....doll.
And not just ANY doll. Her name was Mary Beth.
Oh, yes, I got her when I was little. I had a good friend in Oklahoma who's mom made us these dolls, if I remember correctly. It was back in the day when Cabbage Patch Kids were coming out so these dolls sort of resembled them. Sorta.
Anyway, the problem with Mary Beth is NOT that I had a doll. Its that I put her to bed every night....with her bottle....until I was....lets just say old. We're not going to scare off any of my friends! (Hello. Are you still out there?)
Yes, me and Mary Beth. We were tight. I loved her. I was her mommy. And I'm not ashamed of it!!!!!!!
Whew. Ok.
I feel like I need to go eat a ding dong.....
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Don't you think she sort of looks like me? OKAY! I'm done...Goodbye forever, Mary Beth.
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Don't you think she sort of looks like me? OKAY! I'm done...Goodbye forever, Mary Beth.
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7 comments:
That's really funny. What happened to her mouth??? Did you keep her or throw her out - please tell me you kept her!
You are so funny! I hope you kept her!
Oh. My. That brings back soooo many memories. Have you ever considered your own level of OCDness? Cuz I mean it sounds like it might have been a little "ritual" you were going through. Please tell me, though, that you didn't throw her away.
Oh yes. It was ritual. It was quite weird. I would feel like I'd forgotten something if I didn't put her to bed. And then it went away. And sometimes I lay in bed and think..."did I put all of my kids to bed tonight? Ah well...snore". Where did that OCD go? I need it back!!!
Wow, that's funny. I had a Cabbage Patch "look alike" named Elizabeth! She still lives at my mom's house!
Please tell me you didn't throw Mary Beth away!!!!!!
OK I'm catching up on blogs.
I had one too. She even had an adoption certificate. Sick I know, but there was a local lawyer and a willing judge who put these things together complete with seal and blue paper behind it.
My doll was handmade too. In reality, my parents couldn't afford the CBK. What did I know at the time though.
Oh I had two dolls, one was 2 and one was 9 months, Sally and I can't remember the other's name. My had ENORMOUS heads!
This post cracked me up!
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