Things found in my old trunk from childhood (volume two):
Key Club pin.
Me: Guys, I don't know what this is. It looks like some sort of logo.
Erin: It's a Key Club pin.
Me: Is that a music club? Cause I was never in any key club.
Erin: No, it's like a community service club.
Kathy: Yeah, Abigail definitely was never in that.
Kathy: I want a big tree.
Cate: Fake trees are really expensive.
Erin: Well, we could get one from a thrift store. One time I got like 20.
Me: What did you do with them?
Erin: Gave them out to people.
Me: What, were you in "key club"? (I start laughing at my funny joke! Look! I tied in the earlier conversation!)
Erin: Yeah! (Oh, turns out it's not a joke. Key Club is real. Erin's in it.)
Amanda: Everything in Erin's life goes back to Key Club. She'll be all, "the other day when I was blah blah blah" and it will ALWAYS be about Key Club.
Heinz ketchup pin. Okay, this is quite possibly my favorite piece of junk ever. Because I can remember having some inside joke with friends in high school about ketchup. It probably sprang from an argument about the ketchup factory near my house, something I surely adamantly defended but now cannot not recall whether or not it's true, and resulted in our constant Heinz jokery. The joke landed me at the Heinz website where I noticed I could get a free pin! FREE! I ordered myself one and send them to my friends as well. Six weeks later they were all, "you will not believe what came in the mail!!" Wow. Boring story. Sorry.
Several single clip-on earrings. No full sets. From the days of yore when my ears were still unpierced and I was constantly polling my classmates to provide my mom with statistically data as to why she should allow me to pierce my ears. There is a white bird-cage bauble decorated with yellow flowers and a cascading series of chimes. Both pairs prominent in most pictures of me from 1997.