I'm a little bit inspirered to post... I want to post a short....er post:) Something random. I'm cold.... it was really misty outside, like really warm balmy air with a fine mist comin' down. Kinda weird. Than I come into the library and it's COLD because of AC....kinda like too cold.... I'll be outside again in a while.
Hmmmm..... I'm thinkin'..... just hold a sec.... what to write about?
One of my first memories growing up was when we lived at my grandparents house the P___'s in Maine. I wanted my mom to wake me up to watch Ann of Green Gable's on tv. We went to bed, than I guess we were gonna get up later to watch it.
I also remember going to this store to get popscicles....
And I remember "taking a nap" and pickin at the wall with a safety pin and picking my nose. I was really young.
I remember eating brown sugar right out of the bowl.... seems like I may've eaten alot. This was still at my grandparents house.
We lived there for awhile after movin' up from Florida. I was born in Fla., Zephyerhills, Fla. in a trailer park. Literally in the trailer! That's a whole nother story:)
So those are some early memories... got any weird/normal early memories...like age 2-4?
Now you know more about me:)
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Yay for Brown Sugar straight up!!! 8~) Ummmmm---memories from 55 or so years ago? I seem to recall something about watching cars go by out the front window... ...seems like it would have been more fun to have gotten into the Brown Sugar! 8~)
I remember sitting in my room in the trailer we used to live in, putting on blue shoes with white laces. We moved when I was five, so I was pretty li'l. I liked those shoes.
Walking up the hill to my grandma's house in NY. (I hear tell I had two dolls at that age: Snooty and Age-Two)
Playing at Rosie's house when my dad called to tell me I had a baby brother named Clyde. "Cloud?" I asked. I'd never heard the name Clyde before and it made much more sense if it was a word I recognized. Ya, good ole Cloud.
Then visiting him at the hospital and wanting to hold him for a picture, but dad didn't trust me so he stuck his arms in to steady him for the picture. I was sure I could do it myself!
I was four...
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