I neglected to mention why I love my dog so much.
1.) He eats his veggies without complaint.
2.) And he lets me know when he’s thirsty.
What a good dog I have! Why do you love the little critter in YOUR life?
Edit: What be thee? Thanks for guessing!
Edit: An Eye.
Let’s have your best guesses! This may be too easy, but we’ll give it a go anyhoo. I’ll post the answer tomorrow!
WHOOHOO FOURTH!
Dad & Mom came down and made my Fourth of July truly wonderful! They are 2 people in my world that can encourage me more than anyone else. I love my parents.
Growing up, the Fourth just wouldn’t have been the same without fireworks. I vividly remember when the neighbors would bring out lawn chairs to watch our family as we ignited our stash. Long gone are the days of the 10 ft+ long Black Cat firecrackers; Dad has definitely toned down the experiences. What has never stopped, though, is the pure fun that the fireworks bring! For just one evening each year, it is priceless to see my dad’s excitement warp him into a crazy pyromaniac who uses a blow torch for quicker ignition. Then, just as quickly as the metamorphosis happens, he morphs back into his quiet, wonderfully kind self after he has exhausted all the fireworks. I like that more than the fireworks themselves.
Doesn’t the one above feel like a Sprint Commercial?
Jumping Jacks
These have always been my favorite type of fountains.
Sprint Commercial Take 2.
This one was captivating with all it’s colors–it was called a lava lamp–beautiful.
Stay tuned tomorrow for “How do you work this thing?”
I’m still cool, 20 years later, even without these…
For you today, and ONLY today I am offering a trip down memory lane. This will be most appreciated by you if you have the following qualifications:
1.) You’re female.
2.) You are around the approximately the age of 30, give or take a few years.
3.) You had the desire to be cool in elementary school.
4.) Your sense of “cool” was warped as a child from all of the hideous eighties styles.
DO YOU REMEMBER PLASTIC CLIP CHARM NECKLACES? The person who had the most clip-on charms won the ‘cool’ award. For some reason, my favorites were the frying pan and the whistle.
It’s fun remembering ‘coolness,’ is it not??? Another factor that only heightened your coolness status was if you were also the proud owner of A POCKET ROCKER–Now, I never owned one of these beauties, but I definitely salivated over my friends’. Even just listening to Tiffany’s I Think We’re Alone Now on my friend’s Pocket Rocker officially made me cool… (For an extra ‘cool’ laugh, click on the song title.)
Wasn’t memory lane a fun place to travel? So my question for you is: What childhood toy made YOU cool?
