Me: Gary, can you go into the attic and get Jana’s husband?
Me: That backrest pillow, they call it a husband. (no I do not have some guy up there waiting for the day when my daughter is ready to marry. We do not save anything with a heartbeat. At least not intentionally).
Gary: Oooh, the attic? (eyes glistening) Sure thing!
For those who read the last attic post you will remember we have a tendency to save EVERYTHING and that attic is a scary place. Gary now jumps at the chance to go up there and throw stuff down to get rid of. At least today I was not called a crazy old hag.
This week he found the box to the activity rocker. Yeh, it was from my kids. And here they are holding the box. What, 15 years is too long to save that? Do they even make these things anymore or have they deemed them unsafe and likely to cause brain damage like everything else my kids played with?
I would also like to mention that he found an Apple llci up there. Yes, this baby was my first color mac. This sucker came with a whopping 80MB hard drive (note I said MB not GB) When did that come out, you ask? September 1989, 5 months after Jana was born!
Hey, at least I did not have her ‘husband’ up there for that long!