Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Penpals and The Lost Art (?) of Letter Writing

When I was in elementary school, I had a penpal named, Sandra, from somewhere in Europe. (Mom, do you remember where?)  I can still see her handwriting.  She wrote in English with a European flair, and we asked each other questions like, "What is your favorite color?" & "What is your favorite subject in school?"  I really looked forward to receiving letters from her.  Then somehow the mail exchange fizzled out.

A few years later, I became penpals with a soldier.  In 8th grade, during Desert Storm, Mrs. Woods had our class write letters to a "soldier" and then mailed them.  They randomly got distributed, and the soldier that received my letter wrote me back. We wrote back and forth, I sent him packets of ketchup, mustard, and honey, and I couldn't wait to get my next letter.  I could type out my soldier's name right here and now including his middle initial: "R", but I'll keep it to myself for privacy's sake.   This exchange also fizzled out once school was over for the year.

At camp, I'd receive letters and cards from my mom, my dad, and my brother.  You know how it is at camp, the counselors make you do stupid things for mail and embarrass you.  I became quite popular at Camp Quaker Haven since all my letters came with my nickname written all over them.

Then, in high school and college, I had friends I had met and actually knew that lived faraway, so to keep in contact, we wrote letters - handwritten letters in envelopes with stamps and addresses.  I couldn't wait to get mail.  I knew my friends' handwriting and could tell who the letter was from without reading their names.  We were creative with our correspondence and wrote funny return address names, decorated the envelope, and I even mailed a letter with enough 1 cent stamps to equal the accurate postage for a first-class letter.  I received a letter on a napkin from Subway, a letter on a huge poster-size piece of paper folded up to fit in an envelope, and letters on all sorts of cute stationery.  I first "met" my college roommate in a letter.  I kept in contact with my friends from college during summer vacation through letters.  At Tabor, checking the mail was an exciting (or devastating) part of the day.  I hoped for any type of cool mail - mail delivered from the US Postal Service or intercampus mail from friends - just something that wasn't junk...or from a cow (yes, a guy friend put a rolled up truly real cow tongue in my mailbox so that when I opened it, it rolled out...gross). I wrote notes to Aaron through intercampus mail, sent him homemade cards, and we wrote back and forth the summer we were apart in college...real love letters.

Unique handwriting, friendly thoughts, fun stamps, cute stickers, colorful pens, and adorable paper all add up to make an inexpensive gift in the mail and make someone feel important and special.   It's funny because I'm only in my 30's, and I feel like it is weird to say, "back in the day".  But honestly, back in the day, not too long ago, that is how we kept in touch.  Now Facebook, emails, text messages, and twitter are the methods of correspondence and mailbox mail is for advertisements, catalogs, and bills.  I must say, I don't have much time to sit and write letters (and even my thank you notes are becoming embarrassingly late), but I love getting fun mail.  I enjoy and look forward to emails from friends, but is it the same?  This post was prompted by the fact that I just read a book called, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows,  and while I don't agree with 100% of the ideas of the characters or all of their lifestyle choices, I love the time period (post WWII), the subject matter, and it is written in letter format.  I love how you can get to a know a person through their writing voice, their word choice, and their handwriting.  I love how you can get a letter and know that the person who sent it has held it, written on it, spent the time and energy to write your address and find a stamp and mail it, and perhaps they even licked the envelope to seal it.  It is personal.

Maybe I'll write a letter today.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Father's Day

Daddy and Molly
 Our little girl is so loving.  When she feels like it, she can give quite a kiss fest, and her hugs and squeezes are delicious and clinging.  We simply can't get enough.
Grandpa Dennis and Molly
Great-Grandpa Homer and Molly
All the little kids love rides on Grandma Belle's "Cadillac" walker!

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

13th Anniversary/14 Months Snapshots


Just for fun, and fun we had.
My favorite grocery store of ALL TIME = Sprouts.
My favorite section of Sprouts = The Bulk Aisles 
Eating at Uncle Julio's.
I had saved my Christmas money and birthday money...so shopping ensued...North Park Mall (where I got my new Swatch watch that I'd been eyeing online for months), Ikea (Molly's table and chairs), Sprouts, REI, Allen Outlets, Homegoods, Paradise Bakery, Hillstone (formerly Houston's), etc...  It is hard to believe, but it is true:  I walked into Sprinkles, took a whiff, and turned around and walked out.  Not that I didn't want one of their superb and delightful cupcakes, it is that we were waiting for our table at Hillstone, and it was closed by the time we were finished eating.  The new In and Out is open, but even after a month of service, the lines are still over 2 hours from open to close.  CRAZY!  We are used to just walking in and ordering the best burger, fries, and shake in the world...not waiting in an insane line.  Maybe next time we go the newness will have worn off a bit.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Movie Poster...sort of

Sunday, we were checking Molly into the nursery, and the sweet gal told us that they put a picture of Molly up in the hall.  She told us where to go to see it, but church was starting, so we had to hustle into the sanctuary.  After church was over, we picked Molly up (which is a race each Sunday to see which one of us can get to her first!) and headed down the ramp, turned right, and walked down the long hall expecting to see a 4x6 of Molly pinned to a bulletin board.  We were flabbergasted to see the HUGE photo of Molly framed on the wall between 2 other little cuties' pictures.  Unbelievable.  We walked halfway out to the car and turned around to go take a photo of the photo with Aaron's phone.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Quite a Day...6.6.11

13 years ago today...

14 months ago today...
And today...
Aaron begins his new job as a Business Banker II for Bank of Oklahoma.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

At the Feet of Jesus

Counselors at MB Junior Camp...Summer 1993
Band Queen Candidates...Fall 1994
After courageously fighting cancer for 4 years,
my sweet friend, Metisha, went to see Jesus today.