I was sitting on the couch last night holding a glass of Riesling, rubbing Austin's head as we watched the end of the Vikings vs. Packers game, thoughts wandering as I starred somewhat blankly at the TV during a commercial break. I was struck again by how fast time is passing...and how there will come a time when the only thing we have left to remind us of all the events of life will be pictures and written memories.
Maybe it was because we just got done watching an episode of Mad Men which always makes me feel a little more pensive, I couldn't help but realize that, in a way, we choose our past. We pick the events that we feel are noteworthy or photo worthy. Looking back, when the details are blurred and the everyday moments are faded, it is those recorded memories and pictures that remind us of our experiences. This thought was probably spawned from my wondering as to how much of Mad Men is a realistic portrayal of life in the 60s and how much is just our 2010 perception of what we believe life was like in the 60s....but that's really neither here nor there.
As I look through my pictures from this weekend, I can't help but think of it as choosing memories. I think of how much more important it is to record the little things, so one day, I can look back at this blog and remember life as it really was, the little moments in between all the big events.
Moments like replanting the overgrown flower bed behind our little cottage house...
Or the Fat Baby playing in the dirt...
Of Ethan driving Tim's tractor as Ariah rides in the back like a hillbilly homecoming queen.
Or Austin teaching the kids how to make a fire.
And of course, there are the big moments too....like the first time ESPN GameDay came to Columbia...
....followed by the best game in the history of college football (or at least in my history of college football)!!
I have to be honest, I'm still kicking myself for not bringing my camera into the game (fear of it getting ruined in the rain), so I didn't actually take this picture. I borrowed it from the Internet. Thank you, world wide web.
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