Older = Wiser? I'd say that's for certain.
Oh, the craziness. I just dug out my "Bernie Box" so I could start tossing things in the trash. It's about time to do that. But I decided to go through it all first. It helps me remind myself that yes... I did learn a few things in college. It's just that, most of it was learned outside of the classroom.
Among the ridiculous contents of this box was:
1. Numerous pictures of us pretending to be happy.
2. A book of "love coupons" which has never ever been touched. So if any of you want it, tell me in the next few hours before it's gone for good.
3. Entirely too many apology and let's-make-up-and-be-happy-forever-letters from me. Shudder.
4. Some poems from him that would never ever make it into the Aurora
5. Old dried up flowers that Trent just tried to steal.
6. A certificate of "virtual marriage" from when the internet just became popular and that was the thing for couples to do.
7. A compatibility analysis saying:
"You are both self centered. If she chooses someone she likes, as well as loves, the relationship would have a better chance of survival. She's sensitive and loyal. He's not very romantic. His color is navy blue. Her's is red."
hmmmmmm
Let me break here to say that Trent just stole the virtual marriage certificate and tore it up.
8. A "lucky" rock that he found on the side of the road when we were rollerblading.
9. A birthday card he gave me that was obviously meant for a 40+ year old because there is giraffe on the front saying "Ow!". Inside it reads "I was trying to remember how many birthdays you've had, but I think I pulled a muscle in my head!" Yes, I think I was turning the ripe old age of 17.
10. A 1998 calender with our pictures on it from one of those stupid photo booths in an amusement park.
Let me just say that I do not have a Matt box. Does that mean I do not love Matt? No, that just means that I do not need a box full of love letters and other memorabilia to know that I love Matt. I think I finally found someone that I "like, as well as love". Or maybe we just have that middle aged couple syndrome where nothing is sacred. Either way, I'm happy.
Among the ridiculous contents of this box was:
1. Numerous pictures of us pretending to be happy.
2. A book of "love coupons" which has never ever been touched. So if any of you want it, tell me in the next few hours before it's gone for good.
3. Entirely too many apology and let's-make-up-and-be-happy-forever-letters from me. Shudder.
4. Some poems from him that would never ever make it into the Aurora
5. Old dried up flowers that Trent just tried to steal.
6. A certificate of "virtual marriage" from when the internet just became popular and that was the thing for couples to do.
7. A compatibility analysis saying:
"You are both self centered. If she chooses someone she likes, as well as loves, the relationship would have a better chance of survival. She's sensitive and loyal. He's not very romantic. His color is navy blue. Her's is red."
hmmmmmm
Let me break here to say that Trent just stole the virtual marriage certificate and tore it up.
8. A "lucky" rock that he found on the side of the road when we were rollerblading.
9. A birthday card he gave me that was obviously meant for a 40+ year old because there is giraffe on the front saying "Ow!". Inside it reads "I was trying to remember how many birthdays you've had, but I think I pulled a muscle in my head!" Yes, I think I was turning the ripe old age of 17.
10. A 1998 calender with our pictures on it from one of those stupid photo booths in an amusement park.
Let me just say that I do not have a Matt box. Does that mean I do not love Matt? No, that just means that I do not need a box full of love letters and other memorabilia to know that I love Matt. I think I finally found someone that I "like, as well as love". Or maybe we just have that middle aged couple syndrome where nothing is sacred. Either way, I'm happy.