TO be a kid again

[Pauline]

I want to be a kid again.

I want go back to the time when ;

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney- mo."

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming ,"do over!"

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly."

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old, referred to anyone over 20.

The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play

volleyball and rules didn't matter.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties"

It was unbeleivable that dodgeball wasn't an Olympic event.

Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a slingshot.

Nobody was prettier

then Mom.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double- dog-dare."

Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30 minute ads for action figures.

No shopping trip was complete unless a new toy was brought home.

"

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.

War was a car game.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have lived

Pauline

[Pauline]

8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 pm - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 pm - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
6:00 pm - OH BOY! PLAYING BALL! MY FAVORITE!
6:30 pm - OH BOY! SLEEPING IN MY PEOPLES BED! MY FAVORITE!



Excerpts from a cat's daily diary




Day 183
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant. Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair, must try this on their bed.

Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I
was. Hmmm, not working according to plan.

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power
of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait. It is only a matter of time.
Pauline

[MargieB]

Originally Posted by Pauline

I want to be a kid again.

I want go back to the time when ;

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney- mo."

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming ,"do over!"

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly."

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old, referred to anyone over 20.

The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play

volleyball and rules didn't matter.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties"

It was unbeleivable that dodgeball wasn't an Olympic event.

Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a slingshot.

Nobody was prettier

then Mom.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double- dog-dare."

Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30 minute ads for action figures.

No shopping trip was complete unless a new toy was brought home.

"

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.

War was a car game.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have lived

Pauline

Oh Pauline, what lovely memories you have brought back to me. Thank you sooooooooooooooooooooo much. Margie

[heather]

Originally Posted by Pauline

I want to be a kid again.

I want go back to the time when ;

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney- mo."

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming ,"do over!"

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly."

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old, referred to anyone over 20.

The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play

volleyball and rules didn't matter.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was "cooties"

It was unbeleivable that dodgeball wasn't an Olympic event.

Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a slingshot.

Nobody was prettier

then Mom.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double- dog-dare."

Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30 minute ads for action figures.

No shopping trip was complete unless a new toy was brought home.

"

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.

War was a car game.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.

Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have lived

Pauline

And hopscotch,knock and run on my neighbour's door
LONDON spells London, marbles , fish and chips on a Friday [ 1 fish man 1 dad, and one between me and my brother, and 2 bags of chips between us ] pinching apples out of out school teachers garden , and most off all being able to go to the woods, and paddle all day on a Saturday, with a butty Jam for lunch , in a brown paper bag
being afraid of the teacher, policeman and vicar

[Pauline]

Originally Posted by heather

And hopscotch,knock and run on my neighbour's door
LONDON spells London, marbles , fish and chips on a Friday [ 1 fish man 1 dad, and one between me and my brother, and 2 bags of chips between us ] pinching apples out of out school teachers garden , and most off all being able to go to the woods, and paddle all day on a Saturday, with a butty Jam for lunch , in a brown paper bag
being afraid of the teacher, policeman and vicar

Yes I remember Hopscotch, Marbles, Nicky nick knock knock , That's what we called knocking on your neighbors door and run,and getting into trouble at school and knowing I was going to get the devil when I got home those where the days we didn't know how good we had it .Pauline

[heather]

A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE

Close your eyes..... And go back....

Before the Internet or the Mac,

Before the semi-automatic and crack

Before chronic and indo

before sega or super nintendo

way back........

i'm talkin' bout hide and go seek at dusk.

sittin' on the porch, hot bread and butter.

the good humor man,

red light, green light.

chocolate milk,

lunch tickets,

penny candy in a brown paper bag.

playin' pinball in the corner store.

hopscotch, butterscotch, double dutch,

jacks, kick ball, dodge ball, y'all !

mother may I ?

red rover and roly poly

hula hoops and sunflower seeds,

jolly ranchers, banana splits,

wax lips and mustaches

runnin' through the sprinkler

the smell of the sun and lickin' salty lips....

wait........

watchin' Saturday morning cartoons, fat albert, road runner,

he-man, the three stooges, and bugs,

or back further, listening to superman on the radio

catchin' lightening bugs in a jar,

playin' sling shot.

when around the corner seemed far away,

and going down town seemed like going somewhere.

bedtime, climbing trees,

an ice cream cone on a warm summer night

chocolate or vanilla or strawberry or maybe butter pecan

a cherry or vanilla coke from the fountain at the corner drug store

a million mosquito bites and sticky fingers,

cops and robbers, Cowboys and Indians,

sittin' on the curb, playin' barefoot in the rain

jumpin' down the steps,

jumpin' on the bed.

pillow fights
runnin' till you ran out of breath

laughing so hard your stomach hurt

being tired from play in'.... remember that?

I ain't finished just yet.....

Eating Kool-Aid with sugar.

Remember when there two types of sneakers for girls and boys

(Keds & P.F. Flyers) and the only time you wore them at school was for "gym."

When it took five minutes for the TV to warm up, if you even had one.

When nearly every everyone's mom was at home when the got there.

When nobody owned a pure bred dog.

When a quarter was a decent allowance, and another quarter was a miracle.

When milk went up one cent and everyone talked about it for weeks?

When you'd reach into the muddy gutter for a penny.

When girls neither dated nor kissed until late high school, if then.

when your mom wore nylons that came in two pierces.

When all of your male teachers wore neck ties and female teachers had their hair done every day.

When you got your wind shield cleaned, oil checked, and pumped, without asking, for free, every time. and you didn't pay for air. and,

you got trading stamps to boot!

when laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box.

when any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to carry groceries, and , nobody cared, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.

When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.

When they threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed....and did !

When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.

Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! And some of us are still afraid of em

Didn't that feel good...just to go back and say, yeah, I remember that !

There's nothing like the good old days! they were good then, and they're good now when we think about them.

Share some of these thoughts with a friend who can relate, then share it with someone that missed out on them.

[heather]

OFFICIAL ADULT RESIGNATION

I am hereby officially tendering
my resignation as an adult. I have
decided I would like to accept the
responsibilities of an

8 year-old again.

I want to go to McDonald's and think
that it's a four star restaurant.

I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud
puddle and make a sidewalk with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than
money because you can eat them.
I want to lie under a big oak tree and
run a lemonade stand with my friends on
a hot summer's day.
I want to return to a time when life was
simple; When all you knew were colors,
multiplication tables, and nursery
rhymes, but that didn't bother you,
because you didn't know what you
didn't know and you didn't care.
All you knew was to be happy because you
were blissfully unaware of
all the things that should make you
worried or upset.
I want to think the world is fair.
That everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is
possible. I want to be oblivious
to the complexities of life and be
overly excited by the little things
again.
I want to live simple again. I
don't want my day to consist of
computer crashes, mountains of
paperwork,
depressing news, how to survive more days
in the month than there is money in the
bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness,
and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of
smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth,
justice, peace, dreams, the imagination,
mankind, and making angels in the snow.

So . . . here's my check book
and my car-keys, my credit card bills
and my 401K statements.

I am officially
resigning from adulthood.

And if you want to discuss this
further, you'll have to catch me
first, cause........

......"Tag ! You're it."


((((((((((((((HUGS))))))))))))))


Hope Ya'll join me !