Well, because they closed the roads for a dumb blizzard (17 inches of snow!) between me and my CHILD this weekend, I'm pouting. This is how I'll pout: I'm posting a picture about the child I was, long ago and far away. . . When my 2 girlfriends and I played "Super Barbie!" Except
they were playing Sweet Elegant dressed up fancy Barbie, and I was playing Super Barbie, swooping over their heads, hawk-like, with totally clever shrieks, and my friends got mad. My bf (whose name happened to be "Becky") grabbed--and beheaded--my Barbie and tossed her head into the general clutter of her back porch. I stormed off, martyr-like, and some THING came over me, and I picked up the head and dropped it in my pocket. Secretly. But carried on about how "My Barbie's head is lost, lost, L-o-s-t. . . .!"
I went home. And on the way, down the alley, my stubborn self buried the Barbie head in the dirt. This was back in the days when a Barbie was a Big Deal; it wasn't like my family could go out and buy another just because my Barbie's head was "Lo - 0 - 0 -s-t!!!!" Becky's mom made her clean up the whole porch from corner to corner. . . ummmm, . . . searching for the Lost Head.
It took me years to admit to my friend that I'd buried my own head!
And in spite of all this, wonderful Becky (of POTD) likes the way I look at the world???? Hopefully she won't change her mind after this, and before all of Blogger World I promise never to bury my head in the ground and blame it on her! (Becky, I'll pass on the trophy tomorrow, if I don't get it done tonight!)
PS My DH says this photo is scaring him about me!