1. In order to pop a 6 in the game of Trouble, one should “talk smack in your head,” according to my daughter. “It didn’t work,” I said. “Welllp, it works for me on my journey,” said my oh-so-wise 7 year old.
3. “Super Duper Pooper” is even funnier performed in a spot-on cockney accent by my oh-so-wise 7 year old.
4. I really long to celebrate Easter in a much bigger, completely uncheesy way. The Easter Bunny didn’t come to our house, and my eldest noticed. “It must have been the rain.” And that’s a story too long for this type post.
4. Among the many, often short-lived, usually unwanted nicknames that I have received in 3 decades, “Bag Lady” should have been one of them. In my dejunking (let’s not fool ourselves here with the word “clutter”) frenzy, I went through 4 large tote bags full of teaching stuff. Each one was like a time capsule. My favorite was apparently from 2005-2006. Here are some of the more remarkable items I
rescued trashed.1. My husband’s license that expired in 2006. Pardon the mustaches to protect his identity. I prefer them not on his face. 2. Eight-year-old lip gloss anyone? 3. Cassette tapes!! YES! I showed them to my kids and they were like “Wha?” 4. A birthday card for Megan. I hope I called. 5. Phone cards and a NetZero CD. Doesn’t that seem ancient?! 6. Two of the three hole punches I found. No need to trash those! 7. My husband’s lanyard ID for summer camp when he was a youth pastor. 8. These are still cool, right? No, they didn’t work. 9. A mini cassette! I guess I love all forms of media.