The Good Ol' Days

Today I was thinking and talking to Ashley about how I can't wink, and I remembered how at Frog and Toads Preschool, when I was probably 4 or 5, I was obsessed with trying to wink. After we were done eating lunch, we had to wait to be excused, to go take our naps or watch TV. While I sat there, waiting for a teacher to let me leave the tables I would try to wink, by placing my hand over one of my eyes and holding it down. I would look at my friend (who I cannot remember her name now.. sad!) and ask if I was winking. Sometimes she would reply yes, sometimes no. But I never really let go of my eye, I would continue holding it down. Because, sadly, if I let go, my eye would pop right back up. Still, to this day, I can't wink. I can kind of bring my chubby cheeks UP to my eye, to cover it up some, and almost get a wink. Nevertheless, I have never - nor will I ever - truly wink.

Another one of those crazy memories.. During my last few years of Elementary school, my sister and I were home alone a lot. Either before/after school or during the three weeks we were off track. We did some crazy things. Sometimes we would watch music videos like Matchbox Twenty's PUSH, and PUSH each other down each time Rob Thomas sang the word "push," or we would make up games where you couldn't touch the ground or you'd be eaten by sharks, or some ocean animal, so we had to lay pillows down on the ground and jump from pillow to pillow to be saved. We washed and dried those big decorative pillows once, they were never the same since - they got all bunchy and full of lumps.




We also had an obsession with Blue's Clues, singing the songs and everything- yes, I said I was probably about 11 or 12. I know, I know, embarrassing. ** Here's the mail, it never fails. It makes me want to wag my tail. When it comes I want to wail - "MAAAAAAAAAIIIIIL" **