I am a picture frame nut. Well use to be anyway. I am not sure if it was because it was the only thing I could afford to splurge on when I was in college and just out of college or if I just had that many shelves to put stuff on, but I have a LOT. Well, I have this interesting habit when it comes to picture frames in the fact that once I put a picture in it, I never take it out. Now I will put a new picture in every so often, but I just out it over the old one and leave the one that was there. Strange, yes I know. But it is really fun to be honest. You don’t change them out all that often, but when you own a frame for 6-10 years (yes some of mine I have had that long) it is interesting when you change the photo out. It is like a mini real of your life without actually having to make the scrap book. Although there are no cute embellishments (or stickers), no explanations of what was going on, or where you were, or who you are with, it is kind of a rush of emotions.
Last night I changed out a few of my frames with some new pictures I had printed a few months ago and just hadn’t put them in frames yet. It was crazy! In one I went from my 16th birthday and an ex-boyfriend I haven’t seen or hear from since 1998, to my high school graduation with a girl named Brook and that is all I know, to a Freshman formal with a different ex (however I know what this one is up to), Easter my Junior year of college right after I had lost a TON of weight, a picture with me in my Bama Belle uniform with the former quarterback at UA, graduation with my parents, the 1st condo I sold in FL, the night I met my husband, a picture from the night we got engaged, Wes holding our son for the 1st time, Kercher when he was 9 months old, and now the frame holds a picture of Wes and I and Kercher and the whole Scott family.
It was funny to look through them. As I did I have very different reactions to each. I stuck my tongue out and crinkled my nose at the 1st one (I think mostly for the ex), asked myself why I didn’t listen to my mother when I bought my graduation dress, it was not as cute as I thought it was, Freshman formal was fun, Robbie was a good dancer and it was the 1st one of my college career, wow I should really get back into that size I look really good!, ahh Bama Belle I hate they got rid of that it was such a great program, I can not believe I graduated on time!, whoooo hooo the 1st and last condo I sold in Florida, The Red Room in Birmingham with a very intoxicated picture of my husband and I hanging all over each other that cracked me up, I literally laughed out loud to myself, it isn’t everyday you meet “The One” in the new trendy bar after working a double and smelling like fried food, and no I didn’t take a shower before we went out, I remember being more embarrassed then excited when I got engaged and shocked…which is hard to do considering I knew we were getting married on Aug 13 before I had a ring because we had already booked the church, my mom, obviously new what was up because she took the picture before we left, then I cried. Kercher was so tiny and 2 years has passed way to fast for me when it comes to him (for most everything else it can keep on rolling), then I smiled and cried some more…Kercher loved that stuffed monkey that he was holding in those pictures and he took it with him all the time…then I though crap where is that I better have that somewhere he is going to want that one day!
I placed in the new picture and smiled. It is amazing what all can happen in a lifetime and all of those days were good ones…even if I turned my nose up at who I was dating. I think the thing I loved the most is that they were mostly of pictures I haven’t seen or looked or even thought about it years…
Now I want to go through all of my frames! LOL!
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