HOPPY EASTER!!!

first of all - i am obsessed with peeps... not *necessarily* eating them, but... definitely think that seeing them and sending them to Sarah in the mail each year to get her typical "sick." response is hilarious.

Thanks washingtonpost.com for reveling in the Peepness with me!!
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Favorite Easter Memories:

Me at 4: in a really funny home movie (super 8! on a reel!) my bro and I - he would have been 2 or 3. We're looking for easter eggs hidden in the back yard... Branch is still getting used to walking around, so my dad is pointing them out to him. I feel this is totally unfair and when he's not looking, I reach around and sneak eggs out from the back of his basket. Guess who won *that* easter egg hunt ^-^

Me at 7: my mom trying to keep us out of her hair while preparing easter dinner for my grama (who was a total gourmet - Julia Childs was her idol - talk about pressure!) and the rest of our local extended family of oh about 15 or 20!... so she got us going on making easter bonnets out of scrap wrapping ribbons, colored tissue paper and paper plates. We finished and tied them on our heads running around showing off our easter bonnets. Yes, both me AND my 5 year old little brother. Poor kid didn't realize that the aunties were giggling because boys don't wear easter bonnets....

My favorite Man...

When we made the HORRIBLE decision to become homeowners, the landlord was going to offer the unit we were renting to her ...son? nephew? grandson..? family. The couple came over. They lived in the North Bay had a 4 year old daughter and another kid on the way... as they walked through our home..(we haven't felt that at home since...) the four year old felt like chatting.. .she told me she was going to marry this boy Eric at her school. I asked her how she knew he was the one to marry, and in all of her beautiful 4-year-old wisdom, she told me.."because he's my favorite man..." followed by a sigh and an eye roll that melted my childless-by-choice heart. (don't tell!!!)

So from that point forward, even though, I knew we would never marry, MB was always 'My Favorite Man'... over 4 he might be...

Tonight I'm realizing a few more reasons why he's my favorite man....

sleeping in till noon and the only reason he got out of bed, was because I said I'd buy him Philz if he did...

once we got back from Philz, I got to play video games non-stop until he figured out what he was going to make for dinner & created the list and we went to rainbow.

he's making pizza from scratch!

and I'm only taking a break from videogames to brag about how lucky I am to have found My Favorite Man...

VACATION VIDEO!!!!

dude. this is the link to the Charlie and Humphrey video where I posted my question about the channel 9 summer educational programming.

Manhizzy (!) answered - and my god - that was killing me - getting the answer, almost better than sex. Ok. I've now taken this nostalgia kick WAY too far...


(backs out of the room slowly...)

(waves) goodnight!!

DON'T kill your TV!

(alternately titled: The Good Old Days.... of TV!~!)

I am the first to admit I love TV... good, bad and otherwise... If the internet wasn't so damn interesting I'd spend much more time in front of it. When I was single I used to have it on in the morning while getting ready for work, and as background noise while home at night. Oh.. long time companion, TeeVee....

Earlier this week I was remincing about public TV kids shows that me & my brother would watch during the summer. We would fight over the 2 PBS stations 9 and 54 because they both had great summer programming, and different shows on at different times... We would look at the schedule, that we had sent our SASE along for, (and I still can't remember what they called that 'programming block' during the summer... like "PBS summer splash" or something catchy like that), and decide whether to watch Newton's apple and Vegetable soup or watch 321 Contact and then the Secret City or Cover to cover... so great. such good old days. TV is just not the same.

The local stations had so many unique shows, and PSA's were a BIG thing in the 70's apparently... Then Evany's dog sitee inspired her to ask if anyone remembered "the bulldog in the leather S&M newsie cap and his...donkey?...sidekick, a puppet duo who made their fame doing commercial breaks during early afternoon television in the Bay Area in the 80s?" Which of course made me google it up since I was already skipping merrily down the nostalgia path... Charlie and Humphrey!

Which got me thinking about all the great local TV we used to have (like Home Turf) - and great franchised TV too (like People are Talking - did you know that Ann and Ross were specific to the bay area? But that different markets around the nation had different hosts?! Romper Room too!).

Needless to say this makes me want to 'go home sick' and watch Leave it to Beaver, and then wait impatiently - maybe kill time with some Electric company until Scooby Doo comes on, and then hope that Dad comes home late so we can watch Dance Party USA or maybe Growing Pains re-runs before TeeVee is corrupted by the evening news....

I'm not a parent and sorta a hater when it comes to baby blogs, but there is a category, in the SFGate parent validation of coolness blog thePoop, called gone but not forgotten, which is great for such trips down memory lane. Go to it - remember Frontier Village, buster & me, evening magazine, time for timer, etc. it's practically a time machine right there in your computer!