Memory Jars

This idea isn't mine. I most definitely stole it from someone else but loved the idea. 

I'm a memory box hoarder. 

I keep most things from every trip I've taken and shove them away into the numerous shoe/memory boxes that sit in my closet. I saw this idea for memory jars and loved it. I found a bunch of mason jars I had around the house, twine and muslin cloth left over from some other craft, and put all the kibbles from past memories into each of them and labeled it with some old worn brown paper. I don't have a picture of them all finished and together yet, but I love how they came out. It was free and took a couple hours, most of which was spent rummaging through all my boxes and putting things together. They've been really fun to display and almost everyone has noticed them and commented. So much better than being in my closet! 

Memory Jars

• Sully's Birth Day - His hospital bracelet, last ultrasound, confetti from his pirate theme baby shower and the invite, and the baby cap he came home in from the hospital.
• Our 2004 trip to the UK - Underground passes, pictures of the changing of the guard, Buckingham Place, London Bridge and others, plane ticket stubs, Edinburgh castle tickets, sand from the shore of Loch Ness
• Our 2008 trip to Ireland - Left over coins, sheep key chain from Dublin during a shopping trip, ticket stubs from our Guinness House tour, left over Irish stamps, bus pass from our trip to Howth, a Galway city tour flier, Cliff of Moher pass and some other randoms
• Our 2006 trip to Japan - Left over yen, notes from the students we met, photo booth pictures with our friends, paper Geisha girl from a little shop we stumbled into in a back alley walking around Koriyama
• Our 2010 Mexican Riviera Cruise - Our cabin key, plastic sword from our fruity drunky drinks on the top deck, pass from the boat tour we took in Cabo
• Sully's 1st Beach Trip - Sand, seashells and the clam shell we found at Sully's first beach trip 
• Our 2002 trip to New Orleans - Plane ticket (we flew through a hurricane and I was convinced we were going to die), a casino chip from Harrah's, coasters from the bar, the Ghost Tour free drink stub we went on (You drank and went to haunted houses!), the swamp tour guide we never got to go on (stupid West Nile) and pictures from our walks around town on Bourbon Street and the French Market