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April 14, 2009

I have good reason for not posting for a while. I am in the middle of converting some of our most treasured family home video memories to electronic files so that I can include them in future posts. However, that is taking a little while… I only recently figured out how to hook up our VCR to our TV, which is to say, I only recently messed up my attempt so badly that John stepped in and hooked up the VCR for me.

In the meantime, I thought you might find amusing some of the search terms that have led visitors to this site over the past few months. Apparently, there is not a whole lot of information on the web about Beavis and his friend

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Bad Sunday School

March 18, 2009

Sunday school is supposed to be a beautiful place, brimming with Bible stories and Christian lessons and, when the teacher has had a bad week, Veggie Tales. But that is not always the case. Ben and I both had some bad luck with Sunday schools at times.

There was the one Sunday that Ben’s teacher overheard some of the children in the class discussing their Christmas wishes for the fast-approaching holiday season. Whether she had been deprived of her own Christmas wishes in the past or she just had a grinch-sized portion of Christmas spirit in her is not certain. Either way, her she took the initiative to inform Ben and his classmates in no uncertain terms that there is no such thing as a Santa Claus. Ben objected, saying that his parents had told him about Santa, so he must exist. She then went further to explain that his parents must have lied to him, because Santa is definitely not real.

If she lacked Christmas spirit to begin with, I can assure you she didn’t have a whole lot of any kind of spirit left after all the parents of these kids found out about that day’s lesson.

On another occasion, several of us kids were being watched in the nursery by a girl we all knew, Nellie. I think Nellie must have been having a bad day, because she was not able to put up with our usual uproar and antics that day. Instead, she instructed all of us to sit down in a row on the floor of the nursery. Then she told us that we were not allowed to make any noise or even smile, and that if we did so much as chuckle, we would be sentenced to stand in the corner. We all tried to sit quietly, but we were super little – it just was not going to happen. I caught Nellie’s eye and laughed – that sealed my doom. She had me get up and go stand in the corner of the nursery, where I proceeded to cry miserably. I didn’t do well when I was punished for any offense, much less one that I did not understand.

Fortunately, I was still there in the corner when Mom arrived. Proof! I don’t recall Nellie ever watching us during church again, and thank goodness. If she had, I might have done something that actually merited punishment.

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Yes, yes, I know…

February 5, 2009

As you can see, it has been awhile since I last posted. It is not that keeping this catalog of memories running is unimportant to me – quite the contrary! However, I have concluded that posting here is going to be a matter of high points and low points. I’m currently ruminating over several topics to post.

This half-hearted apology is also a call out to The Fam to submit memory suggestions. You know who you are.

Here’s to ramping up for another round of posting!

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1 Favorite Thing + 1 Favorite Thing = A New Blog

November 29, 2008

I love stories. When I was little, I used to beg my mom and dad to tell me stories from their childhood. I remember the thrill of hearing Mom say she had remembered a new story to tell us, and I never tired of hearing repeats of old ones. She cultivated a real love of memory-telling in me.

Now that I am grown up, that love of stories has grown right along with me. I realized I had a problem when I saw I could study straight through fifteen minutes of football but got completely distracted by commercials. Never mind that I have no real interest in seeing a woman dance giddily with a Swiffer duster – I had to see how it would turn out anyway.

When I started dating my now husband, John, he pointed out to me another passion I did not know I had. He got the impression right away that I love to relive memories. Maybe it was my incessant chatter about my childhood… He was a wonderful listening ear for me and still is. However, it is time for me to combine two of my favorite things – storytelling and remembering – into an online outlet.

First, a few rules of the blog are in order and are as follows:

  1. I will use only first names of family members. Can’t have the public Googling us all the time, can we?
  2. I will only tell stories of events that are at least a year old. This is not a diary, and this is my foolproof method to keep it that way.
  3. Any family members who stumble across a post they don’t appreciate are welcome to let me know, at which point I will remove the offending information immediately. I want to avoid becoming the family black sheep at all costs.
  4. This isn’t much of a rule – more like an invitation. Guest posts and story suggestions from family are always welcome. Any personal stories are welcomed as comments or e-mails (the address is memoriesblogger at Gmail).

I’m super excited to get started. Let the memory fun begin!