What is your earliest memory?
I don’t know. I seem to remember a great deal from our house on 43rd Street, and we left there when I was four. How old was I when I fell off my tricycle and the shock of blood spilled from my knee? I remember that like it was yesterday. That may be it.
Now and again I drive by the old house, and I’m always surprised by how big it seemed, especially the yard. When you’re little, yards seem nearly infinite don’t they?
Oh how I played myself silly in that yard!
It was by a dairy, so Elsie the Cow was a landmark.
My yellow Tupperware sippy cup; I was always thirsty, and always taking medicine, and boy did I love that yellow cup in the fridge.
I learned left and right while my father tied his tie, and I learned to spell new big words by picking one from the newspaper every day.
One of our neighbors let me ride her Great Dane.
The den had a fold-out couch and I got to sleep there, right in front of the tv, after my tonsils were out. People brought me toys and my mother let me eat ice cream and Popsicles for days.
Turtles washed up when Fall Creek flooded, and my mother saved them in a box in her bedroom til the water went down and we had to keep the door shut, because we couldn’t let the dogs in there, just in case. Those turtles were awesome.
I had a big spidery nightlight. (It might have been tiny, too.) I think it had a red bulb. I loved it.
Visiting our neighbor Mrs. Greg was like having a third gramma. She made me tapioca pudding, she let me sit on the tall table while she folded laundry. Over there, I played with plastic farm animals and fencing. I liked to take naps there because she had some print with a farm on it, some very Americana-type painting with high green hills and women in white bonnets. Lots of cows.
What was the last photo you took with your phone?
Have you ever danced in the rain?
Yes.
What is the longest you have gone without sleep?
Not quite two days, forty-some-odd hours. Rotavirus doesn’t care which of your babies are asleep and which ones are awake. It doesn’t care when the big kids have to go places, or how you didn’t want vomit in your hair, or how your back broke from constantly bathing toddlers, or how The Mister worked 90 hours that week, or how your MIL was out of town, or that Cousin Kim had to take loads of soiled linens to her house because you couldn’t wash them fast enough with one washer. Dark times, y’all.
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I had a great week last week, certainly the weekend was a good one. We had an impromptu visit and seafood dinner out on Friday, I stayed in my jammies and made poutine and Texas sheet cake Saturday, and yesterday, Bubba, Sassy, Moo, Sadie, and myself took a big ol doorscursion. It’s too hot outside, I still hate summer, and so I’m thankful for my air conditioning. (And suddenly, I’m grateful no one has the rotavirus!)
This week coming up, I’m looking forward to a haircut and a pedicure.
Cee’s Share Your World is a weekly feature and all are welcome to play along.
What’s going on in your world?
You have some excellent childhood memories. Funny how certain things stand out yet others don’t.
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It really is 🙂
Sometimes people will recount an old story, and I’ll be like, “I don’t remember that. I believe you, sounds like me, but I don’t remember it.”
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I know I get that with my eldest all the time. I asked if he remembers something and he looks at me like I have two heads. Things that I remember so vividly he barely recalls. What is a Pop to do?
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Be honest. The boy one was talkin yesterday about how he got trapped in our bathroom once and he had to crank his side while I cranked the outside, and we thought he’d never get out. I do not have any recollection of this. None. But then, on my end, I wasn’t frightened. At worst, he’d have to climb out the window. I knew he’d be okay.
lol
Trauma seems to help memory
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I imagine a bloody wound would make quite a strong impression in your memory. Ouch!
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Indeed. I don’t think I knew I contained blood before then! 🙂
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I loved the story of your childhood home, Joey, and the pic is lovely too. It is funny how we thought everything was so much bigger when we were younger!
I hope you have a wonderful week again this week 🙂
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Thanks! and thanks again! I hope you have a great week, too. 🙂
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Thanks, Joey 🙂
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Thanks for those childhood memories. Yards were so much bigger, hills were steeper, ice was colder and neighbors were nicer. I have to go back to work now, but this was a great post to end my lunch break with – thanks.
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Thank you! 😀
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I always enjoy these “share your world posts.” I loved hearing about your charming childhood memories. Glad things are going well in your corner of the world. 😊
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Thank you 🙂
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Yellow Tupperware – oh memories. I had the orange – red lunchbox –
Sorry u had rotavirus and omg J – the purple flowers were wonderful – all full frame like that – tasty
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I never had the lunchbox. I had to covet others’ lol — I had metal ones then.
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Oh/ – well I was late getting that looped plastic handled lunch box….. So it made me grateful – I once saw one at a thrift store – in great shape – and for a split second thought about buying it- but why!? Ha!
But such a flashback – which is why I like thrift stores sometimes – well the “right” type – to peruse and see stuff!
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Oh I agree! I love to see things that bring back memories, but like you, I don’t have use for them all. I’ll never forget seeing my Fisher-Price A-Frame dollhouse in an antique store!!! I was 23!!! lol
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Wow – I think I recall owe doll houses!
Another favorite find for me was seeing some of the “Forenza” angora sweaters from the 80s – when the limited carried “Forenza”
Ha!
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OH YES! Haha! Pasta sweaters, do you remember those?
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yes!!!!
And wait
– how about
Z Cavaricci pants – with the name brand label vertical on the zipper – lol
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HAHA! Yes, and button-fly no less!
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Ha! Si senorita – have a good night….
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Ok – and we also recently saw adidas buddy too sneaks
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Love those memories (except for the blood, ouch), they are so detailed!
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I could write pages about it. And draw maps. lol It was idyllic.
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The last picture I took with my cell phone is pretty much always going to be food, flowers, a turtle, or a cat. 🙂 Congratulations on your wonderful week! Next time you make poutine, I’ll flap my arms and fly on over there.
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You’re always welcome. I’ll expect stories told to me, though, k?
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This is lovely. Feels so far off and exotic.
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Sorry about the virus – not a good thing to have to lose sleep over that’s for sure.
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I enjoyed how you rolled them out, your memories. And the photo looked so much like one of mine that I went fishing for it only to discover it doesn’t look so much as yours after all. Still, here it is:
https://manjamaksimovic.wordpress.com/2014/08/15/heaven-away-from-home-away/
And since you ask, I’m having a lovely time, even if it’s a hot and tummy-hurting week. Thank you!
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Thanks! That lavender was pretty, too! I liked seeing the bumble bees at work in the sage.
I’m glad you’re having a good day 🙂
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Your responses are always entertaining – especially “and suddenly, I’m grateful no one has the rotavirus!” I think I might have snorted 🙂
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Thanks 🙂
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I lived in trees and creeks. I used to climb these maples in my stepfather’s yard with my book and sit and read for hours. I always wanted a tree house. One my my biggest regrets about our house is that there isn’t a climbing tree in our yard.
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I understand.
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I discovered yesterday a new Nail and Pedicure Salon within walking distance!! Well actually rolling distance for me.
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Nice! I still haven’t gone. I really want to though. Did you go?
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No, I was already on a mission for high fiber foods for breakfast. I don’t know how they opened it up there without my seeing it.
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Your responses are always a joy to read. Thanks for sharing.
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