Lost & Found
Disclaimer: none of the forthcoming items were necessarily ever “lost.” They have, however, most definitely been found, during a recent Purge It! session between me and two of my best closets. In fact, I found a lot of things this weekend, and most of it went straight into the WHY Do I Still Own This?/What IS This?/Wow, This Is Embarrassing pile, otherwise known as The Garbage, Hallelujah! Nevertheless, it’s always fun to document some of the nonsense before you ship it off to a deserted island*, and I did find some diamonds in the rough, wherein “the rough” mostly means “my stuff.” And I should probably just skip the metaphors and move straight to the pictures.
Found Item, The First: A vintage photographic rendering of Oregon’s very own Multnomah Falls, taken by my mom or dad, circa before I was born.
Found Item, The Second: Photographic evidence of me first falling in love with Priest Lake.
Found Item, The Third: A giant unused paintbrush. You know, for all of the giant portraits I’m commissioned to not paint.
Found Item(s), The Fourth: Before and after photos of a 3×3 tournament for charity my girlfriends and I took just a tad too seriously in college.
I can’t even see our torsos. Where’d they go? (I’m on the far left, if you weren’t sure.)
We did win, though. Awwh, yeah. The prize was…OUR PRIDE.
Oh, and some ill-fitting red t-shirts. (I’m on the far right this time.)
Found Item, The Fifth: My old cell phone, circa umm…this very well could have been my very first cell phone. I have no idea when I got it, but I do know I dropped it in a box (and promptly forgot about it, and then moved with it three different times) in October of 2004. HOW do I know that? Well, the phone still had (minimal) battery power left SIX years later, and so I turned it on. And checked the last calls. And oh, there were also still some text messages, and some clear tape holding the phone together because I had dropped it so many times.
I love how it’s shining like an angel instead of the sad little flip phone that it was. Rest in peace, Samson the Samsung.
*No deserted islands were harmed in the purging of my closets.
Ha! My first phone was a Nokia and…I still have it. It’s in the kids’ toy box.
That photo of you three in the camo gear is awesome. Y’all are FIERCE.
That reminds me, I really need to clean out my closets!
Yeah! I love the olden days and vintage stuff. Although I wouldn’t call 2004 vintage.
I don’t remember what my first phone was. I just remember that it was the exact same as my best friend in high school because we had to match.
I should purge my closet too (and by my closet I mean Vahid’s side of it).
Love the 3-on-3 photos. Lord knows I have a lot of those!
I have a veritable graveyard of electronics. I really ought to figure out how to get rid of them. Or donate them to a museum.
Love the picture of you at the lake!
I love how you have “best closets.” I hope the other closets don’t feel left out. I have pantry reorganizing and kids’ closets on the tackle list for the next weekend. Whoo-super exciting stuff.