He’s coming to Wells Fargo Arena..Just heard the ad on the radio…I would kinda like to go…relive my teenhood…along with my Avon “Sweet Honesty”. I was casually browsing thru an Avon catalog the other day (I’m not a regular Avon user) and was looking for my beloved Imari (which I have been using off and on for 40 years) and turned to a page with Sweet Honesty…I had to do it…I bought a bottle…it came today..I sprayed a little on the top side of my arm as to not mix it with Tabu by dana on the underside of my arm. Yes…Tabu from the 70’s…anyway;, back to Sweet Honesty….I went right back many years in my mind… @skanickadee mentioned the other day that the all house fan brings back smells of wet soil from the crawl space and how it took her back to the day she and her husband first looked at the house that they live in…It’s wonderful how smells take us back to memories with the speed of light. I have always hesitated to smell Windsong perfume because when I have that first moment and go back to one of the best years of my life, I don’t want it confused with anything I might associate it with now.
I think I’m fortunate that my parents saved everything…I don’t say this everyday. The blanket I use on the davenport is the same one that my mom bought for my bed when I first got twin beds when I was 3 or 4. I recently loaded up a lot of left-over material from the 60’s and 70’s….remnants of material that mom made into clothes for her and me. Toys, dolls, games…I’m getting rid of this stuff…I feel lucky that I have seen it one more time…I don’t need to keep it…but that little part of me is happy that they did. I just got rid of my old car seat…mine…it was a little seat that hooked over the front seat and had a horse head and reins. It had to be over 50 years old…of course, I still have my first car – 1961 Ford Falcon which I plan to sell sometime this year…
Wow…memories…but letting go is good…I had the thought when I started typing this blog today that perhaps I should analyze and try to figure out why they felt it necessary to keep everything…and now I know it isn’t necessary to analyze it…it is what it is.
Until next time…..