Archive for April, 2012

Hippie Vests & Other Cool Kiddie Things

Sunday, April 15th, 2012

“I have my whole life to be mature, why start now?” ~ Anon

Remember the littlest things you found so cool when you were a kid? Even now, that feeling still shines through every once in a while for me.

(ITALIAN LESSON: Awesome= Fantastico)

Ok, seriously, who am I kidding? I still feel like a silly kid trapped in a woman’s body most days, and I really don’t mind the childhood flashbacks. In fact, I welcome them. It’s my own time travel machine, and I can flip the “on” switch with only a fond memory or two.

A few of my favorite cool kid things are listed below. Please share some of yours HERE. I’d love to read them!

★ Putting playing cards in the wheels of my bicycle with a clothespin, giving my ride that bad-ass Evil Knievel sound!

★ Rolling up a small piece of paper and stuffing baby powder inside so people thought I was having a ciggie. Remember, in the 70s smoking seemed so chic. Issue was, my powdered “cigarette” was only good for a couple of exhales.

★ My homemade “braces” I created with thin strands of tinfoil. I actually thought friends and neighbors would ask “Oh Lee, when did you get the braces honey?” Luckily, I never needed the real things. Ouch, they do seem painful!

★ My go-cart ruled! Even though it was simply made of painted wood and kind of resembled a crucifix with wheels, my Dad made it for me, and I was fortunate enough to not smack into any trees while flying down our street on it.

★ This “hippie” vest I borrowed from my older cousin Phil. Loved its older kid, free spirit vibe!

Looking forward to hearing your cool kiddie things. Hey, I may even try some of them out!
xo
Me

Dad’s Imaginative Imagination

Saturday, April 7th, 2012

“Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope.” ~ Bill Cosby

My Dad — there were so many things about him I simply adored, like how he’d get all misty-eyed when Moses walks down from the mountain with those tablets in The Ten Commandments, how he’d join me to munch on saltines in the middle of the night when I wasn’t feeling well, even those infamous Vicks Vapo smears (see: the VICKS post) but it was his imagination I truly admired.

ITALIAN LESSON: Pancake (crepe) = crespella

While making pancakes last Sunday, I had a sweet reminder of Dad when the batter I poured into the skillet formed a funny little shape. I remember he used to find turtles, butterflies, dogs and many other cute little critters in the pancakes Mom would make. He’d call me over to confirm his findings, especially if Mom wasn’t seeing it, I always did.

Ahhh, the little things in life are what really count in the end. Savor them. Remember to stop and smell the coffee beans — and enjoy your pancakes.

Please share one of your favorite memories of the “little things” in the comments section: HERE.