Memories and Such

I love Time Hop.

Actually, I don't have Time Hop. I have no more room for apps on my phone. I just click on over to "On This Day" on Facebook, pretend it's Time Hop and see what I was up to on this day in years past.

Yesterday was apparently a memorable day, to say the least, in years gone by.

First of all, there was this. You probably don't remember it, but I guarantee you'll get a couple of good giggles if you go read it. This was right at the beginning of the time Ryan and I were dating, and you all didn't know about it yet. His mom had invited me to join her, Aunt Ruthie, and Bre at the Women of Faith conference down in Indianapolis. We stayed in the JW Marriott right downtown, and that hotel was (and honestly still is) wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy fancier than any hotel this girl ever stays in.

I had a couple of key card glitches that left me stalked by hotel security, while low on coffee. Horrible combination! And really not a great way to make a favorable impression on people who may end up becoming your in-laws. (Yes, I do know they are my in-laws now, but as of that day, I didn't know that for sure.)

And if you read that funny tale and are confused by the line, "What is it with me and photo ID?" - it refers to a vacation I had taken the year before when I was caught red-handed without ID twice in one trip. The first time I was trying to buy cold medicine, and the rules about showing ID for over-the-counter cold meds had just begun, but I didn't know they existed. I had carried cash to the store, but I'd walked there, so I didn't have my purse or ID with me. The second time I was trying to get into a gated community to visit friends and didn't have my ID on me that time either. OH! And I was also wearing my swimsuit.

These are the things that happen to me in real life that no one should ever believe, but they're true! Every last one of them!

Anyway.

Yesterday was also the one year anniversary of the tornado that hit Kokomo and knocked over Starbucks. I shivered, just remembering how terribly ordinary the day had been. I spent the afternoon baking chocolate chip cookies for my mom's upcoming surprise party, and I hadn't even known it was supposed to sprinkle, let alone be a tornado-worthy day.

I remember the collision of the TV alert/weather radio alert/phone alert and how Ryan rushed home from work to get me and take me back to a safe room. I remember hyperventilating in his cloffice while he and his co-workers continued to treat patients as though nothing out of the ordinary raged just beyond the windows.

I remember opening Facebook and the first picture that appeared in my feed showed the flattened Starbucks. (I also remember receiving a high volume of texts and emails from friends who wanted to know if I was in that Starbucks at the time.)

I remember how the sun came back out and I skipped merrily home, only to dive into the bathroom a couple of hours later when another tornado swirled past our house, this time even closer than the one that took out Starbucks.

No more of this, please.

Yesterday I went to the eye doctor, and I survived the air puffs and the eye drops. (You think I'm kidding about "surviving" eye drops, but for this girl, it's a thing. I'm telling you.) As I got ready to walk out, the eye doctor congratulated me on being much calmer than I had been at my first visit two years ago.

Yeah, I'm apparently that legendary in that office.

So that's your Bekah-girl! Swirling through life, leaving a splash of memories everywhere! Happy Friday!! :)