As a latecomer to the 31 Day Blog Challenge, I guess I'll just pick up where the other, more timely bloggers are at this moment: March 4th. Best Childhood Memory.
I have so many to choose from, it's embarrassing. I suppose though, that my best childhood memory is actually more of a conglomeration of memories all lumped together into one giant ball of "OMG, I remember this song/feeling/candy/tv show/friendship pin/gold shoe/pair of earrings"...etc.
The memories that continue to make me smile come from that far away land of "The 80's".
I could go on and on with memory after memory, but since boring you to tears is not the assignment for today's blog post, I'll randomly select one from the file.
White Sugar Bunny Ornament.
There once was a bunny made of sugar that hung from our Christmas tree every year. He didn't look Christmas-y at all, just a 3/4" thick cookie cut-out rabbit silhouette with sculpted eyes and a nose highlighted with pink paint, but the sugar looked like glitter under the multi-colored lights on our tree and I adored that ornament. I remember sitting under the tree looking up at it, mesmerized at the way it caught the light. It was definitely my favorite.
And that brings the "favorite childhood memory" bit to a close.
Since tomorrow doesn't appear to be "sad shit that happened" day, I'll tell you now that Bunny met his demise the year our beloved cat Mittens peed in a box of ornaments. If you haven't seen what happens to a sugar ornament when it meets cat pee, you're better off. Poor little bunny. What a way to go.
What's your favorite childhood memory?
Monday, March 4, 2013
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Only in the Boomershine family would you have an Easter Bunny on your Christmas tree. ;)
ReplyDeletelol! It's true. We're cool like that. Non-conformists and all that.
DeleteI missed the 31 day blog challenge...Where was THAT posted?
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