Excavation 2012 – Day #31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36 – What’s Hiding In My Jewelry Box? (part 2)

I know you’re wondering how much stuff I can possibly dig out of my old jewelry box to post about but, ladies and gentlemen, I haven’t even really gotten to the jewelry yet, now have I?

First up, these friendship bracelets. There was a brief period in my life (sometime between 2nd and 5th grade if I remember correctly), that my friends and I were obsessed with friendship bracelets. We bought handfuls of brightly colored embroidery floss at craft stores and made pretty little bracelets for each other at recess or on the bus rides to and from school. Even now, I have to admit, I sort of dig friendship bracelets, and I can’t wait for Cadence to get old enough so I can teach her how to make them

These, however, are cheap imitation friendship bracelets that came out of one of those little toy vending machines at the supermarket. I stuck a quarter in, hoping for a bouncy ball or a cool temporary tattoo, and this is what I got…

Lame.

I am not friends with the vending machine, so I will not be wearing the bracelet, thank you.

And speaking of friendship, who didn’t have one of these little babies back in the late 80’s/early 90’s?

Nothing says friendship like a half-heart necklace. My friend Mandy had the BE FRI half, and I wore this. I think part of me hoped that it might keep us from growing apart after my family moved away from Bird City, Kansas, but that’s just sort of the way thing happen when you suddenly move hundreds and hundreds of miles away from your best childhood friend.

But hey, even if neither of us still wears the necklace, at least we can keep in touch on Facebook!

And since we’re on the subject of necklaces, here are a few of the greatest hits from my childhood.

Funny thing is, I’m not much of a necklace girl really. Yet somehow, I managed to acquire all of these. A couple were gifts, a couple were weird impulse buys while on family vacations or school trips, and there are at least two that I do not recognize and have no idea how they even ended up in my jewelry box in the first place. Since I haven’t worn any of them since the early 90’s, and since I’m not likely to ever wear them again, it’s time to say goodbye.

Same goes for these rings…

Other than my engagement ring and wedding band, I’m not much of a ring girl. I do like a thumb ring, but I’m super picky. I had one that I bought on a trip to Turkey that I loved, but I lost it at some point during college. Since then, I’ve been trying to find a replacement but, alas, I haven’t had much luck. So, since these are neither engagement/wedding bands or thumb rings, and since I really have no intention of ever wearing any of them again, it’s time to go.

And, last but not least, let’s talk about ID bracelets…

Seriously? Who lived through the 90’s without having at least one of these? Not me!

Ignore the little fake pearl number in the middle of the group. That was just a cheap accessory I bought one year for prom. The rest were chains and ID bracelets that I either bought, or that were given to me as gifts over the years.  Too bad they went out of style before I graduated high school. Of course, I have to hold onto the one that Scott, Tammy and Katie gave me. The rest? History.

Excavation 2012 – Day 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36 – What’s Hiding In My Jewelry Box? (part 1)

Now that my daughter has celebrated her 2nd birthday and the annual re-telling of her crazy birth story is behind us for another year, it’s time to get back to work on Excavation 2012. And what better way than to dive right back in with a whole plethora of randomness that I am getting rid of.

I’ve never been the type to wear much jewelry, which is why it is sort of odd that I’ve actually saved my old jewelry box for so many years. Granted, it has been packed away in a box in my parents’ cellar since I left for college in 1998, but I still can’t believe it survived this long.

Well, maybe “survived” isn’t quite accurate, since the door fell off and the glass cracked the minute I pulled it out of the box.

Looks like the whole thing is headed for the trash. But first, let’s have a look at some of the treasures I tucked away over the years…

Ah, Silly Putty! Who doesn’t love silly putty? You can squish it, flatten it, roll it into a ball and bounce it, knead it around in your hands. It’s just hours of mindless fun.

Apparently, it also has a shelf life that is less than 14 years. I took one look at the nasty white stuff growing on my old Silly Putty and threw it straight in the garbage.

Next, I found a bunch of old school photos. Let’s see, there’s me circa 2nd grade (behold the mullet!), some kid I don’t recognize,  another kid I don’t recognize, a baby I don’t recognize, me again, a girl named Crystal (aka Cricket for short), and another girl I don’t recognize. Seeing as how these photos have been sitting around since the 80’s, I think it’s time to let them go.

I’m pretty sure that I have worn earrings less than 10 times in my entire life–to proms and Homecoming dances, to my wedding, and for the required 8 weeks after first getting my ears pierced at age 5. For all the years that I haven’t worn earrings, I’m really quite shocked that the holes haven’t grown shut, but they haven’t, which means I can still shove a pair through my ears when necessary. And, if you ask me, it’s never really necessary. So, it’s time for these to go.

Random broken hair clip I wore exactly once to prom…goodbye!

National Physical Fitness Award patch. Yeah, I only scored well enough to get the red one (since I always hated running). Finding this tucked away in my old jewelry box, I immediately had two questions…

1. Why the hell do I still have this?

2. What the hell are you supposed to do with this anyway? I mean, a patch? Really? Was I supposed to sport this on my favorite jean jacket and wear it with pride or what?

Lame, and time to go bye-bye.

And, my random assortment of pins. Everything from Awanas, which I attended for a short time before my family left McCook, NE when I was just 5-years-old, to the 4-H pins I received as a member of the G0-Getters 4-H club in Bird City, Kansas, to my band pin I received at Holdrege High School. I gotta admit, I’m a little torn on what do do with these since a few of them do have some sentimental value so I’ve extended their sentencing for another week to decide if I actually want to keep any of them, or just get rid of the whole lot.

Maybe I need to watch an episode of Hoarders to get myself motivated.

Tune in tomorrow so see what else I found! 🙂