I have a tub labeled “Sentimental” that I have carried with me through three moves and almost nine years of marriage without ever opening it. Until now.


A mood struck me, probably when I was procrastinating from getting something else done, and I dug it out from it’s home amongst the boxes of stuff-we’ve-saved-that-we-will-probably-never-use-again in the basement.

And, since I’ve been showing a lot of Chris’ innermost secrets, I figured it was only fair to reveal things that I thought were worth saving in my tween and teen years.

Among the it’s-so-nasty-it-might-have-attracted-vermin-to-my-precious-sentimental-tub items, I found my cast from when I broke my arm in 7th grade:

I remember being so bummed that they had to saw it off – I had feared that saw for weeks. I had worked on it so much a couple of weeks before the removal date that I could slide it on and off with no problem. However, I don’t know if I started retaining water or it got THAT raunchy on the inside from the buildup of arm crustiness, but the day before it was time to get it removed, I couldn’t take it off anymore.

And so, they pulled out THE ARM SAW.

Okay, I promise – I will show no more gaggable items.

Moving on to much more sentimental items, I found a bag of rocks of unknown origin:IMG_7367

I’m assuming these MIGHT have been from my Missions trip to Cyprus when I was 16, but I really have no idea.

What? Did I throw them away since I had no idea where they are from? Of course not! Just because I don’t remember WHY they are sentimental doesn’t mean they AREN’T sentimental, right?!

My award winning Awana Grand Prix cars had their place in the tub:IMG_7370If memory serves me correctly, the red one won me second place in the race, and the American flag one won third place for design.

My Dad builds and analyzes race cars for a living, so I definitely had an advantage. He’d take me to the post office with my car and a handful of welding metal and we’d weigh the car plus the metal until we got it to the exact official weight limit. Then he’d bring it home, drill holes in the bottom, and fill it with metal.

Unfortunately, there was another family in Awanas that had apparently made a deal with God that allowed them to ALWAYS win, no matter what.

Not that I’m bitter…

I found my first friendship bracelets:

IMG_7372Yes, that nasty grungy hairball-looking mess was at one time a friendship bracelet. No, I don’t remember who gave me either of them. Yes, I still kept them.

Speaking of friends, I found my half of a Best Friend necklace and earring:IMG_7375

Nope, STILL don’t remember who has the other half. Anyone claiming them?

And I found what I just KNEW was going to make me rich one day:

IMG_7373I found this HUGE precious jewel in an empty lot near our house when I was around Ali’s age. I always thought that JUST MAYBE it was real, so I kept it until one day I would be old enough to drive and take it to an appraiser to tell me that I had found the Legendary Blue Ruby of the Queen of Atlantis or something.

By the time I was old enough to drive, I must have realized that there was probably no such thing as a Blue Ruby.

Also included in my tub was the original (and only) manuscript of my first (and last) attempt at writing a novel, Nancy-Drew-esque (circa age 10 or so???), The Mystery of the Abandoned Barn:IMG_7380

I tried to read it, but I only managed to make it through the first page – wow it was awful. There’s a reason I don’t write fiction.

Also in my tub o’ importance was my tween shrine to my one and only ever celebrity crush:IMG_7387

Page One: a magazine cover with the family I pretended he didn’t REALLY have – because he was going to marry me, of course.IMG_7388

(Never Minding the fact that he was like 58 years older than me and all.)

Page Two: My fan club acceptance. Obviously hand-written by Michael himself, right?IMG_7389 copy

Page Three: any other mementos I had, including my beloved concert ticket:IMG_7391(dweeby sigh)

In the pre-teen/early-teen angst section of the tub, I found a pile of notes from friends…IMG_7386

My extraordinarily agony-filled emotionally-wishy-washy diaries..


Including sage advice from myself to myself…


(I love that I pointed out my own spelling errors to myself. Obviously, I’ve always been this anal.)

(For the record, I was wrong. I do NOT, in ANY way, want those emotionally crazed years back.)

Also included was the official copy, typed on notebook paper, of a Michael Jackson “You Are Not Alone” rewrite penned by a friend and I, bemoaning the fact that our parents wouldn’t EVER leave us alone:

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Poor Ali. She’s going to have it just as “bad”. Except that when we won’t leave her alone, she’ll be re-writing Lady Gaga songs or something equally as freakish.


And, if you thought that my bizarrely copious recordkeeping started when I had a baby, there was plenty of proof in my tub that it’s been around for a while.

For instance, it included every calendar from 1994 to 2000, written somewhat in journal form of each day (which I still do, sadly enough):IMG_7358
Of course, when I made said journal entries, I didn’t know their importance, such as February 10th, 1999, when Chris and I met:IMG_7362

In other recordkeeping items, I found my log of expenses from my 6 week missions trip to Cyprus. I was NOT going to be found negligent in tracking my money. No way – notice the £0.40 bread purchase:IMG_7401 copy
Besides my trait of OCD thoroughness, my love-for-new-technologiness has also been around for a while. When they very first invented software that could (gasp) show what you would look like with a different hairdo, my junior high self couldn’t wait to try it out.

However, they didn’t tell me until I arrived for my appointment that the technology was SO NEW that you had to look at each hairdo in the hair color for which it was provided, and just sort of imagine what it would look like in your desired hair color.

Which…is sort of like just imagining yourself with different hair with NO software at all. IMG_7405Oh – did I mention that was during my awkward phase? Yeah – as if I needed a picture of myself with technicolor orange hair to make it even worse.

And finally, I found this caricature done when we were in California one summer:IMG_7411
Apparently, I had a really bad breakout of blackheads on my nose at the time.

24 thoughts on “Rachel, Topped With Drama and a Side of Angst.

  1. You are one funny chick! I think it just might be time to part with the unknown rocks, the ponytail thingamajig, and most definitely the cast. Will ya do it? Hmm… not so sure. :-)

    Who wouldn't love Smitty? Didn't every girl??

    And your OCD thoroughness goes unmatched. All of those great qualities and idiosyncrasies you had then make you the amazing woman you are today.

    Great post!

  2. That was a great trip down Memory Lane Rachel. I still have lots of my old calendars from high school. They are fun to look at and see what was important to me then.

  3. I have like 4 big keepsake boxes I go through every now and then, and there is a lot of stuff I don't remember but I don't throw it out either.

    Thanks for sharing.

  4. Yeah, what is up with those dots on your nose??

    The real question here is now that you've unearthed it, do you still want this stuff?

  5. Oh, Rachel, that was so fun to read. Just a couple of things for you: 1 the cast has got to go! Ewwww! 2 The rocks – that is too funny. I just found a rock my 8 year old stashed *drum roll please* in my FREEZER. I'm still trying to figure that one out! 3 You are extremely brave to post your rough draft of "The Mystery of the Abandoned Barn"!, and 4 My goodness! You had it bad for MWSmith. But, you have good taste. He is very handsome!!

  6. I love seeing how the character traits you possess now played out when you were younger. Thanks for sharing your inner "tub" with all of us!

  7. I have so many sentimental things from high school. Mostly just stuff from ex-boyfriends that even though I've been married for 8 years now, I still can't seem to part with. Go figure!

    And I love your 0.40 cent bread purchase. Very frugal!

  8. I have a box too! Mine's a "love box" which is a box I decorated with the help of kids I was babysitting for my then-boyfriend (now husband). I was going to camp for a few weeks and filled the box with letters and small gifts to open for every day I was gone. I was such a romance-starved teen… The box has letters and things (maybe my wedding bouquet?) in it but it's the box itself that's the most sentimental. If I'd known it was going to be important, I would have used a nicer box!

  9. And of course totally forgot to add the POINT of my commenting, which was to say: don't throw out anything. Unless you need to add stuff and it doesn't fit.

  10. This just proved it…we have SOOO much in common it's SCARY! I think I have almost 90% of the same things in my "sentimental tub" including the same calendar and the habit of writing down all those little details on all those days. thanks for sharing… =)

  11. You have the handwriting of a serial killer. ;)

    So, did you add your funky foot bone thing to this collection, or what?

  12. Wow, you are OCD with the record keeping ;) but it is REALLY cool that you have the calendar with the date that you & Chris met!
    I used to keep sentimental rocks too, I had two bags of them and I think they're still at my parents' house.

  13. Great post. I love going through stuff like this that I saved.

    My husband saved his cast as well. I had one, but it wasn't for a break it was on my leg. I don't think my mom even gave me the option to save. I probably would have though because I save everything.

    I do calenders the same way as well, like a really mini journal. Almost like a twitter diary :)

  14. Wow. What a blast from the past! I love that you saved rocks of unknown origin :) That is something my husband and daughter would do! And I definitely remember those friendship bracelets and half-heart BFF charms.
    I still have mine!

  15. Ha ha I love this. I went through my "sentimental box" at my mom's house recently and I kept my head gear. Why would I ever want to remember that I had a head gear and why would I keep an appliance that used to be in my mouth?

    P.s. your tween bf is hot :).

  16. I have Kentucky Rose stuck in my head now. :) I loved the handwriting, too. I had to write my a's that way and put big circles over my i's. Too funny!

  17. How fun…I'm so glad you dug that out!!
    And I'm really glad that we got to experience alot of teen angst together! ;)
    It wasn't long ago when I found our list of "inside jokes"…Its a bit clearer to me now as to WHY we felt it necessary to make a LIST of our inside jokes! Ha!
    And I SO was at the MWS concert too!! when DC Talk was an opening band of Christian rappers…scandalous really…but that was the best night of my life!

  18. Hilarious. I have a tub too, in the attic. One day I was up there "organizing" and found it. I spent like an hour up there looking at old pictures and reading notes. Its so funny to look back at some of the things that were so important to me then.

    Glad you shared yours!

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