Friday, February 21, 2014

Little brown book.

A few weeks ago Portland got hit with a snow/ice storm that kept us pretty much indoors Thursday through Monday. When we did venture out we played in the snow, we stayed in and watched a lot of movies, and of course ate a ton of cookies/popcorn/drank gallons of hot chocolate.

One day we also got motivated, and threw away a lot of garbage, rearranged some furniture and cleaned. I worked off some of those cookies. I vacuumed and dusted. Let's just say it's been a while since that happened.

While in the kitchen standing on a chair to reach a new light bulb in a high, high cabinet above the fridge (convenient) I unearthed this gem:

Who remembers these?

I was 13 years old, it was the end of 8th grade.
Yearbooks were not available to us in middle school so we all passed these
little puppies around to get each others "autographs."
 
The inside is like a little origami festival, after someone would
sign I'd fold the pages all pretty like this:


Within these colored pages we would tell each other to have a good summer,
get each others phone numbers and write sweet sentiments such as:



And also this:


Lots of friends wanted me to "KIT" (Keep In Touch):


And Loved Me Like A Sister...
 
 
Some expressed themselves musically.

 
Some were not very good writers, and wanted to tell me so.


Some were just...strange.

Some were total buzz kills.


Some wanted to be friends, but not too good of friends.
 
 
And then there's this -- thanks Ann.

 
 
Here's what happens when you let your teacher's sign your book.
 
 
Honestly...I preferred this type of math.
 
 
Stay sweet.

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