ya right tomorrow, probably right after you posted this
eating a drumstick I bought at the gas station
maybe watching the Jays game
Lost, need to watch it
IM
1998 ~ Barrie
2003 ~ Toronto
2005 ~ London, Toronto
2006 ~ Toronto
2008 ~ Hartford, Mansfied I,
2009 ~ Toronto, Chicago I, Chicago II
2010 ~ Cleveland, Buffalo
2011 ~ Toronto I, Toronto II, Ottawa, Hamilton
2013 - London, Pittsburgh, Buffalo
Do you remember blueberry popsicles or was it blue raspberry, or did they come later?
There's a small white freezer at the gas station, it's too deep for me to reach way in, tippy toe time. I still have to tippy toe at the grocery store :wtf: . A hot summers day and the cicadas are buzzing. I thought they were crickets. I may have wished to never know a cicada. Crickets are cuter. You don't see the star of a feature length film be a cicada. Creepy. They were double stick, the popsicles. A short walk with a few sheckles in my pocket. Sheckles, I like that word. I think a sheckle must now be a buck. But I think its supposed to make the sheckle sound when you play with the coins with your fingers there in your pocket. Its a nice comforting sound, maybe even the sound of freedom. They were blue, pretty pretty blue. Blue food is cool. Blue drinks are even cooler.The technique was to let the popsicle melt just enough to pull the 2 sticks apart. If a friend comes along we can share, that's really best to avoid sticky fingers. Sticky fingers, sticky wrist, sticky chin, sticky shirt, sticky toes, oh no, sticky hair. Being sticky is really kid like. The not caring is the best part.
If you waited too long the popsicle, when gently pulled apart, would start to slip off the stick. Then one of you was mad. The one without the sheckles. If you didn't wait long enough the popsicle broke uneven and of course the one with the sheckles got the bigger half and again someone was mad. If you went it alone, which I often did, there's a lot less pressure and no conflict but you have to lick faster, maybe even bite and chew. Wow so cold. And then you run the risk of your mouth freezing or worse yet, your brain! Brain freeze is damn scary for a kid, really even for adults, but we're often drunk at the time being the older and wiser people we are, uh huh. So there was my childhood dilema on a hot summers day while the cicadas were buzzing and my sheckles were sheckling. Its a good day to share and a good day to pull that popsicle apart just right. Its a good day to be happy with our blue popsicle. It's a good day to be a kid.
Do you remember blueberry popsicles or was it blue raspberry, or did they come later?
There's a small white freezer at the gas station, it's too deep for me to reach way in, tippy toe time. I still have to tippy toe at the grocery store :wtf: . A hot summers day and the cicadas are buzzing. I thought they were crickets. I may have wished to never know a cicada. Crickets are cuter. You don't see the star of a feature length film be a cicada. Creepy. They were double stick, the popsicles. A short walk with a few sheckles in my pocket. Sheckles, I like that word. I think a sheckle must now be a buck. But I think its supposed to make the sheckle sound when you play with the coins with your fingers there in your pocket. Its a nice comforting sound, maybe even the sound of freedom. They were blue, pretty pretty blue. Blue food is cool. Blue drinks are even cooler.The technique was to let the popsicle melt just enough to pull the 2 sticks apart. If a friend comes along we can share, that's really best to avoid sticky fingers. Sticky fingers, sticky wrist, sticky chin, sticky shirt, sticky toes, oh no, sticky hair. Being sticky is really kid like. The not caring is the best part.
If you waited too long the popsicle, when gently pulled apart, would start to slip off the stick. Then one of you was mad. The one without the sheckles. If you didn't wait long enough the popsicle broke uneven and of course the one with the sheckles got the bigger half and again someone was mad. If you went it alone, which I often did, there's a lot less pressure and no conflict but you have to lick faster, maybe even bite and chew. Wow so cold. And then you run the risk of your mouth freezing or worse yet, your brain! Brain freeze is damn scary for a kid, really even for adults, but we're often drunk at the time being the older and wiser people we are, uh huh. So there was my childhood dilema on a hot summers day while the cicadas were buzzing and my sheckles were sheckling. Its a good day to share and a good day to pull that popsicle apart just right. Its a good day to be happy with our blue popsicle. It's a good day to be a kid.
Hi Pandora, your stories always make me smile !!!!!!!!!!!! It's almost that time of year for me too. I load up my freezer with popsicles, fudgesicles, ice pops, ice cream bars you name it. Somehow the several kids that live around me always end up at my place. So I make sure I have plenty of treats to pass around.
Have yourself a beautiful day.
Do you remember blueberry popsicles or was it blue raspberry, or did they come later?
There's a small white freezer at the gas station, it's too deep for me to reach way in, tippy toe time. I still have to tippy toe at the grocery store :wtf: . A hot summers day and the cicadas are buzzing. I thought they were crickets. I may have wished to never know a cicada. Crickets are cuter. You don't see the star of a feature length film be a cicada. Creepy. They were double stick, the popsicles. A short walk with a few sheckles in my pocket. Sheckles, I like that word. I think a sheckle must now be a buck. But I think its supposed to make the sheckle sound when you play with the coins with your fingers there in your pocket. Its a nice comforting sound, maybe even the sound of freedom. They were blue, pretty pretty blue. Blue food is cool. Blue drinks are even cooler.The technique was to let the popsicle melt just enough to pull the 2 sticks apart. If a friend comes along we can share, that's really best to avoid sticky fingers. Sticky fingers, sticky wrist, sticky chin, sticky shirt, sticky toes, oh no, sticky hair. Being sticky is really kid like. The not caring is the best part.
If you waited too long the popsicle, when gently pulled apart, would start to slip off the stick. Then one of you was mad. The one without the sheckles. If you didn't wait long enough the popsicle broke uneven and of course the one with the sheckles got the bigger half and again someone was mad. If you went it alone, which I often did, there's a lot less pressure and no conflict but you have to lick faster, maybe even bite and chew. Wow so cold. And then you run the risk of your mouth freezing or worse yet, your brain! Brain freeze is damn scary for a kid, really even for adults, but we're often drunk at the time being the older and wiser people we are, uh huh. So there was my childhood dilema on a hot summers day while the cicadas were buzzing and my sheckles were sheckling. Its a good day to share and a good day to pull that popsicle apart just right. Its a good day to be happy with our blue popsicle. It's a good day to be a kid.
Hi Pandora, your stories always make me smile !!!!!!!!!!!! It's almost that time of year for me too. I load up my freezer with popsicles, fudgesicles, ice pops, ice cream bars you name it. Somehow the several kids that live around me always end up at my place. So I make sure I have plenty of treats to pass around.
Have yourself a beautiful day.
You too sweetie, and the thought of you with your kids always makes me smile. With a freezer full the kids come a runnin!
Hey now I'm thinking, running through the sprinkler! Another story coming on! Can't help the memories. Enjoy!
just had cofee and a wakenbake time to get ready for drive to nyc
"wakenbake", that must be a new Hostess breakfast treat.
when your using a sick day to play hookie in nyc all day so you can see pearl jam at night...you have the breakfast of champians! tastykake's new treats'WAKENBAKES"
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Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
ya right tomorrow, probably right after you posted this
eating a drumstick I bought at the gas station
maybe watching the Jays game
Lost, need to watch it
IM
2003 ~ Toronto
2005 ~ London, Toronto
2006 ~ Toronto
2008 ~ Hartford, Mansfied I,
2009 ~ Toronto, Chicago I, Chicago II
2010 ~ Cleveland, Buffalo
2011 ~ Toronto I, Toronto II, Ottawa, Hamilton
2013 - London, Pittsburgh, Buffalo
And, y'all have no faith!! Safe and sound and only a litte frostbite!
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
Abrn Hlls '98 - Clarkston 2 '03 - Grd Rpds '06 - Abrn Hlls '06 - Clvd '10 - PJ20 - Berlin 1+2 '12 - Wrigley '13 - Pitt '13- buff '13- Philly 1+2 '13 - Seattle '13
Abrn Hlls '98 - Clarkston 2 '03 - Grd Rpds '06 - Abrn Hlls '06 - Clvd '10 - PJ20 - Berlin 1+2 '12 - Wrigley '13 - Pitt '13- buff '13- Philly 1+2 '13 - Seattle '13
There's a small white freezer at the gas station, it's too deep for me to reach way in, tippy toe time. I still have to tippy toe at the grocery store :wtf: . A hot summers day and the cicadas are buzzing. I thought they were crickets. I may have wished to never know a cicada. Crickets are cuter. You don't see the star of a feature length film be a cicada. Creepy. They were double stick, the popsicles. A short walk with a few sheckles in my pocket. Sheckles, I like that word. I think a sheckle must now be a buck. But I think its supposed to make the sheckle sound when you play with the coins with your fingers there in your pocket. Its a nice comforting sound, maybe even the sound of freedom. They were blue, pretty pretty blue. Blue food is cool. Blue drinks are even cooler.The technique was to let the popsicle melt just enough to pull the 2 sticks apart. If a friend comes along we can share, that's really best to avoid sticky fingers. Sticky fingers, sticky wrist, sticky chin, sticky shirt, sticky toes, oh no, sticky hair. Being sticky is really kid like. The not caring is the best part.
If you waited too long the popsicle, when gently pulled apart, would start to slip off the stick. Then one of you was mad. The one without the sheckles.
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
Hi Pandora, your stories always make me smile !!!!!!!!!!!!
Have yourself a beautiful day.
Hey now I'm thinking, running through the sprinkler! Another story coming on! Can't help the memories. Enjoy!
"wakenbake", that must be a new Hostess breakfast treat.
Must be my new gravity boots...
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
I understand that I am amazing and all, but I don't get paid enough to train someone new......
And, once again, I am tired as fuck today, but can't seem to stop smiling!
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