There was this one time in 5th grade...

Way back when I was in 5th grade this song was popular and I ABSOLUTELY loved it! My cousin Kerry, aka my quasi-brother aka Dupree was about 2 or 3 years old and I taught him how to say the "heeheeehee Wipeout!!" part and we used to do a little dance to it! For some reason I thought of that tonight...if I were being completely upfront I would also tell you that I still remember every single word...that would be if I were being completely upfront though! ;)



So Sarah, would you have been in 2nd grade or what? Geez. We. Are. Getting. Old.

Playing Opossum

If you thought that only two-legged children could take on characteristics or become the child that your parents always warned/wished you'd have every time you did something crazy as a child...think again! Four-legged children can apparently take on these things too! When I was trying to take sheets off the bed to wash them, Brinkley would NOT move off the bed. I tossed his tennis ball, he wouldn't retrieve it...tried the bone, still no budging. He looked like he thought it was so funny too. I tried pushing him off, still couldn't get him to move. This immediately made me think of what my mom used to call "playing opossum." I used to love to get under the sheets when she was making the bed and have the sheet fall onto me while she was making it balloon over the bed to get it straight. When it came time for me to move so that she could tuck the sheets or whatever, I wouldn't budge. She'd ask me if I was asleep and I'd say "yes" and then she'd say "I think you're playing opossum." It was too funny! This went on for a while, before she'd finally tickle me or something to get me to move. Casey and Nikki have never done this...but then comes Brinkley who surprises me everyday and shows me what it's like to live with a monkey or in this case, a crazy opossum!

Bouncy Balls

I have a hilarious story about bouncy balls...the rubber kind you get out of a machine people! Geez! I used to love them so much growing up, had a collection of them and everything. Once when I was in high school, my best friend Erica and I went to see "The Hand That Rocks The Cradle" and I had just gotten a tiny bouncy ball out of a machine. The theater was really dark and one of those really intense, sorta scary scenes was playing...the theater was SUPER quiet too! I took my bouncy ball out of my pocket and accidentally dropped it! It rolled down to the front of the theater and you could sort of hear it bouncing. Erica and I lost it, we were crying we were laughing so hard and it made it worse that we were trying to be quiet about it. Totally hilarious and now when I see a bouncy ball I think of that.
For this commercial, I read that they really used about 250,000 bouncy balls and let them go down the streets of San Francisco. Coolness!
To clean up the mess, I'm sure they could have just let some kids have at it!
Here is the actual one from the Bravia site...which looks better than the youtube ones I found. The paint explosion one might look a little better on here too! Also check out how they made them!

Image found here.
You know you can click on blog images to show a larger image too, right? Click on the photo above to make it larger and it looks so much cooler!

Another Old Photo...

This is an old one from probably 6 or 7 years ago on a trip to Jekyll Island. I couldn't believe how the squirrels would come up so close to get food...so here I am giving a Dorito to a squirrel. They really should watch their diet! Even more unbelievable is the hair color...this is when I got tired of high-lighting it and dyed it to match my roots as closely as I could. Interesting.

More From The Past...

For today's blast from the past post, I dug up some of my old student teaching pictures. This little guy is Joseph if I remember correctly (and since you can't really make out who he is, I will share something about his personal life). This little guy will forever be etched in my memory because he had no mom. Of course there were probably lots of kids I student taught who had no mom, but Joseph was the first one that really made me realize that kids have it pretty tough these days. When I first began student teaching, I naively thought that childhood was still mostly like Care Bears, Sesame Street, Mr. Rogers...you know the 80's-- even when things were bad, they weren't that bad. I quickly learned that times had changed. His story seemed more sad to me than any other because his mom was killed in her home by a fire that her boyfriend intentionally started in order to harm her. I know you're not technically supposed to have favorites as a teacher (though we all do), but Joseph was one of my favorites and I'll never forget this little guy. He did a pretty radical job on that Mondrian Art too, huh?!

Old Times

I decided to start posting some old photos...to remember old times. This is my cousin Kerry back when he was still in high school...he's 21 now! We were driving around Macon searching for the perfect photo opp. and look what we found! These pictures still crack me up because that sofa was sitting there with a note on it that the previous owners had put there saying to please take it away. Who knows what was done on that nasty sofa and here Kerry is sitting on it...but it was too cool, like the opening of "Friends" where they are chillin' out on a sofa in the middle of the city. The trolley driver even stopped to ask if Kerry was nice and relaxed! Good times! :)