lazy saturdays

seriously...

i miss waking up at 6:30 to cook eggs (my dad taught me how) or baaad pancakes, turning on Action News for Kids and waiting for the cartoons to start.  Spiderman and Friends, X-Men, The Get Along Gang, Kid Video...  Glued to the telly waiting for Zack Morris.  Spending all day shopping w/ my parents.  Me and my three dolls that went everywhere w/ me:  Drowsy, Grumpy Bear and Cornelius Christie (my cabbage patch).  My mom making them mischievous (never knowing what they did that made them nervous if a cop car pulled up next to us... my dolls, not my parents).  If it was hunting season, mom would say "LAY DOWN!" when driving thru a wooded area (for fear of stray bullets). The unnatural fear i  had that my Hug-A-Bunch doll would somehow fly out of the cracked window (i get car sick) and fall into the water down by the railroad.  ohh nostalgia.  hmm...   this explains a lot.  :)

been a while

sick again.  always a cold or sinus infection or tonsillitis.  blah.

my parents once told me that a person named bob lived with us until i was born.  then he left.  for years they told me this story and my brother and sister went along w/ it.  then i brought it up years later.  and they look at me like i'm crazy.  i think they let me in on the joke once but i can't remember.  leave it to me to not remember why my family played a 15 year-long prank on me.

and some vampire weekend just for shits and giggles.