Recently Kept

(Already boring...)

Things that have made it on my wall recently.

A gift from an author, 

a bookmark my boss brought back from Italy, 

and the site token from my Queen's Prize.

Things = People

More stuff from my desk. Looking at it, I'm a little amazed by how everything I've surrounded myself with has an association with someone.

• The gargoyle is half of a set of bookends. The second half of which lives somewhere in the wilds of Arizona with my very first real boyfriend. It has had a place on every desk I've ever had since then. We actually talked recently, and he still has his half, too. :)
  
• The pencil-holder was a gift from Gary, who I worked with at Cliffs Notes, my first job out of college. It also reminds me of the home place.
• The ruler was a gift someone brought me back from Pennsic.
• The colored pens--well, they're for my making my job easier, sillier, and more fun, but the tie-dye pencil was a gift from my R&L coworkers.
• The Quick Review is one that I worked on with Michele (my first boss) that's about writing.
• The Bawls bottle I love almost purely for itself. It's funny, it's textured, but it also reminds me of morning breaks with Mike and the UNP crew.
• And, of course, the Man of Steel needs no introduction.
  

What I See...

Here's an unposed grouping of stuffage from my desk:

• My monkey that the Baron of Caer Galen gave me so I'd never be lonely in the wilds of Kansas.
• Shells from Jeanne-Marie's first trip to the ocean that she brought back to me all the way from North Carolina. I rub the front one when I'm stressed.
  
• My Wash duck, a gift from Spike, which became all the more poignant after Serenity.
• A buckeye from a bliss-filled afternoon in the Loveland sculpture garden with some of my favorite people.
• A pretty rock that another friend handed me once while we were in the midst of a particularly intense conversation.
• The coaster that one of my favorite authors ever (Deepa) brought me from Auroville, India.
• My pink pen that's waiting for me to edit something.
• And the pink and purple ribbons that we wore today for Vicki's funeral, even though she would probably have laughed at us for doing so.

A first glimpse...