My Flashback Friday Posts
I had a plan to post my favorite or most popular post of the year but I was having trouble choosing just one. THEN, I realized it's my blog and I don't have to! So, here are posts from a series called Flashback Friday.
I had this great idea to go through my childhood memorabilia and tell the stories of my childhood. I had fun with these posts but realized nostalgia isn't exactly motivating. That is unless you can use your nostalgic 7th Grade Life List to have new adventures. Look for MORE of those in the coming months!
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Welcome to Flashback Friday, where I delve deep into the piles of my childhood memorabilia so that we can reminisce, laugh at the bad perms, and finally prove that merely throwing away your NKOTB door hanging does not diminish your love for Jordan Knight.
I thought since we've already talked All About Us - we should probably discuss My Book About ME!
In a little insight that should surprise NO ONE, I like to talk about myself. This is a passion I did not discover with the advent of the internet. Oh no! This is a passion I have been pursuing for a very long time.
Welcome to Flashback Friday, where I delve deep into the piles of my childhood memorabilia so that we can reminisce, laugh at the bad perms, and finally prove that merely throwing away your NKOTB door hanging does not diminish your love for Jordan Knight.
My name is Sarah and I love to dance. For a while, I thought I wanted to be a dancer.
Growing up, my favorite book was Angelina Ballerina. I have vivid memories as a child of going with my mother to the public library so I could check it out one. more. time. I dreamed of being a Prima Ballerina just like Angelina. However, it wasn't long into my young life that I learned a fundamental truth of girl-dom.
A love of dance doesn't make you a dancer.
Welcome to Flashback Friday, where I delve deep into the piles of my childhood memorabilia so that we can reminisce, laugh at the bad perms, and finally prove that merely throwing away your NKOTB door hanging does not diminish your love for Jordan Knight.
Listen, people. This is not all fun and games and Lisa Frank. It’s time for me to share some darker aspects of my past. I wasn’t always the super-gorgeous, super-smart, super-liberal (and super-humble!) redhead you see now before you.
In fact, the entirety of my childhood and adolescent years I was a Bible-beating, super-judgmental, conservative.
Tomorrow my husband and I will celebrate our ten year anniversary. Surrounded by our nearest and dearest, we plan to renew our vows in the front yard and then party late into the night in our back yard.
When I look back now, I realize marriage really intimidated me. I was a child of divorce. Even though my mother had remarried and her and my stepfather had (and still have) a great relationship, I was worried. I knew I loved Nicholas. I knew I was ready to be in a committed relationship but, in a way marriage seemed like a roll of the dice.
How could I stack the odds in my favor?
Welcome to Flashback Friday, where I delve deep into the hoards piles of my childhood memorabilia so that we can reminisce, laugh at the bad perms, and finally prove that merely throwing away your NKOTB door hanging does not diminish your love for Jordan Knight.
I’m a keeper. I keep things. I keep photos and souvenirs and clothing and every single issue of my high school newspaper (and college...and middle school...and elementary...don't you dare judge me).
There are a million reasons I keep. I’m an only child and always had my own room to pile high with mementos. I come from a long line of keepers. I’m a historian at heart.
The reason doesn’t really matter - what matters is that we exploit this stuff to maximum entertainment capacity!
Let’s begin at the beginning. I’ve been journaling for as long as I can remember. Recently, whilst sorting through the piles, I found my very. first. diary.
Sarah Holland