A couple of weeks ago we were in Joann Fabrics. We were looking at Halloween stuff. Then I saw a fake fluffy black cat and started crying in the aisle. It had been awhile since I cried about missing Dante. We’ve been looking through our photos to print some out for a collage frame. I forgot how fluffy Dante got during the winter. Giant puffball of cuteness.
We got more stuff out of my in-laws garage a couple of days ago. (It’s been awhile since we last took stuff). Trying to salvage some of my shoes. I really wish I had taken my corduroy skirt and well, my whole closet. sigh I’d like a day to go by were I don’t think of the damn fire or wish I had my skirt or well everything.
We went through one the plastic totes and a bag.
Harry found one of his favourite GI Joes, Croc Master.
Finding Tick made me very happy.
As did finding two of my favourite stuffed animals.
Chocolate (he’s a boy, not that you could tell by the ribbon which has been around his ear for about 28 years [?!]).
And Snoops (also a boy)!
My truck. I never played with it. It just stayed on my shelf much to my brothers chagrin.
We also came across two dresses I had when I was little. Both made by Mom. Yes, they are both smocked, by hand! Talk about impressive.
I wore the yellow one for school pictures one year (kindergarten I believe).
The thing I was most happy about finding was the blanket Mom made for me when I was a baby. It spells out Sarah and has items for each letter (avocado for “a”, star for “s”, etc, etc). This panel has always been my favourite out of the whole thing.