Nostalgia Archives

Golden Books Art Exhibit - Denver Botanic Gardens

Denver Botanic Gardens Exhibit: 80 Years of Golden Books Art

Posted on August 9, 2023
by Aimee

We have been members of the Denver Botanic Gardens (off and on) for at least 15 years. So, not only do I get the press releases to this site about events, I get member emails and we're over there all the time. I am also…

Happy 17th Birthday, Greeblehaus!

Posted on November 6, 2022
by Aimee

It sounds extremely weird to say it, but this blog turned 17 years old this week. Seventeen. That is 1/3 of my life. Seventeen years that I have been pouring my heart and soul into this online digest. I often say I started as a…

Karen vs. Heather for Gen X? Tweet captures the debate and goes viral.

Karen vs. Heather for Gen X? The Tweet Heard ‘Round The World

Posted on December 6, 2019
by Aimee

It's pretty wild when a tweet goes viral. Your phone blows up to the point where you actually have to turn it off for periods of time. Such was the case with my tweet below, and I am still getting tagged with it every day.…

Oma’s Christmas Gift

Posted on December 25, 2018
by Aimee

My family always gathered at Mom's house for Christmas Eve. I think it started from having large sections of my Dad's family to visit on Christmas Day, but the tradition continued my whole life, until even now with our best friends here in Denver. Christmas…

Schloss Montfort

Posted on August 29, 2018
by Aimee

We shipped one of those Pod things from my aunt's house in MD and it arrived safely today. Mostly we sent mundane stuff like the mattress Heidi had just purchased so Dex can finally have a new bed. But the single most important thing to…

From Bryan to His Dad

Posted on June 19, 2018
by Aimee

Note from Aimee: This year marks the 12th anniversary of my father-in-law's death. I didn't know it, but my husband Bryan has been writing a letter to him for a while. When I read it, I cried. He graciously allowed me to share it here…

Rejection

Posted on March 12, 2018
by Aimee

Rejection is one of my hot buttons. ----- I was about eight or nine years old and I was invited over to a friends house, a girl I really liked, and thought was a good friend. When I got there, we'd been playing for about…