Stuff I found in a box

So I have this box of stuff that I've been carting around with me for 10 years since I moved out of my parents house. It's stuff I can't bring myself to get rid of, and if you know me very well, that's saying a lot. I am very organized and am constantly on the lookout for crap in my house that I can get rid of to make room for other, better crap. This box has always been an exception, because I can't bring myself to get rid of any of it. I finally decided to go through it and was then paralyzed and had this stuff spread out all over my garage floor for a few weeks while I was panicking about what could get tossed. I finally downsized the box, but it is still up on a high shelf taunting me. Here are some of the treasures that I found. I realize that most of this is meaningless to most people, but I know my mom and sisters will get a kick out of this.

Pictured here is a first place ribbon for a photography contest, my graduation tassel, my name tag from my last job, 2 girl scout badges which I did not earn, a bronze medal that I won for Gymnastics when I was about 7, a blue rubber clown, a bunch of bananas charm, a blue wheel and axle from some kind of toy, and a felt pumpkin pouch.

This is a creepy head made out of nude nylons, yarn, and black beads. I think my Grandma made it. It might be an ornament, I vaguely remember a bent paperclip attached to the top. I'm not sure.

This is my doll Lilly. I got her when I was very, very small. She is the reason we named our kid Lily what we did. Actually, on the kid's birth certificate, it says "Lily 2". Little known fact.

From the left, this is "Lily 2", holding her bear bank, which she calls "Money Bank Bear", we cleaned him up and he's good as new. I got him from Allen's Drug when I was probably about 6, I remember that day. Then there is pink bunny, Lilly (the original), a plaid purple horse, a green football guy that was my Dad's, a frog named "Beth", a big white bear that I named "Pavarotti", a blue carebear, a mouse wearing a red paisley parka that was sewed by a crazy lady from Alaska. She was a friend of my moms, and sewed a bunch of weird native Alaskan clothes for Barbies, including furry Mukluks. Not really every little girls dream Barbie clothes. Then there is a very old monkey, bunny and elephant, I think that they must be from at least the '60's, pink and purple bunnies, and glow worm, which I remember when my hands were too little to squeeze him and make him light up, and I was scared and would hug it so tightly while walking into my parents room at night. Then there's brown bear my Grandma sewed which has a zipper pouch to hold pajama's, and last but certainly not least, my favorite of all, my doll "Sleepy baby". She still has the fingernail polish that me and my mom painted on her, and the yellow marker line that Sunny drew on her foot and I was devastated.

For all of Jared's people that are totally ignoring this post (I don't blame you) this is for you:

Also found in the box were all my old ticket stubs, millions of different name tags from different jobs, the Nissan badge from my Dad's truck that I wrecked, and pictures of Conan O'Brien and Andy Richter that I cut out of a magazine when I was about 16, proving that I have always been a real fan and not one of the people that are finally now jumping on the bandwagon. So of all those gems, some were tossed, some went back in the box, and a few were sterilized and passed on to Lily.

This post might not be interesting to anyone else, but I was laughing the entire time I wrote it, and isn't that really the only thing that matters?