top five childhood memories, or at least five memories that i remember

i am attemping to make good on the taggedness brought on by mr. laaavvvaaalllleeer. i think that's how its spelled. or maybe its two "l's." anyhow forgive me if the links don't work and if my memories are boring or my shoes smell bad. sometimes they do.

If you don't follow the rules, it's over.

Rules:
Remove the blog at #1 from the following list and bump every one up one place; add your blog's name in the #5 spot; link to each of the other blogs.

1. crashmebabyonemoretime
2. emtotheizo
3. reesarick
4. lavalier
5. gretaseacat

5 things that I miss from childhood

1. riding big wheels down the sidewalk and then bicycles and playing CHiPS and arguing over who got to be bonnie because there was two girls in the bicycle gang.

2. my lincoln logs. they were the best toy ever.

3. going to the beach with the swensons, going to the beach with youth group, going to the beach with my family, going to the beach with my invisible friend.

4. one more thing about the beach... family camp at ft. stevens. i miss that a lot.

5. lots of broken wooden spoons... oh wait, i don't miss that. or the being grounded for half of my life. i do miss not having to pay bills and find places to live and not having to work. can someone adopt me, please?!


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i had to write a poem in 10 minutes that rhymed and had 10 lines about shoes in class yesterday.
please don't be mad at me for posting it. i kind of think it's funny kind of maybe or not. but i wrote it!

my blue shoes
they are not suede
if they were
i would have it made
the buckles aren't shiny
but the soles aren't worn
i haven't had them since the day i was born
the blue so bright
the blue so new
oh blue shoes i think i love you!

i won't post the non-restrictive poem because it's too good - you might cry

bad toad bad toad

i had bad thoughts about leaving the pizza on the counter, but what can you do? you can't put it away hot and you can't stand by it till it cools off... so when i came upstairs to put it away there was a slice topping-side down on the linoleum. well there weren't any toppings left on it so it was more like sauce-side down. the crisp cornmeal coated crust was peering towards me as i scooped the warm wedge off the floor. blast! i checked the remainder of the pizza still on the counter for markings. it looked clean. i tossed the toppingless crust into the trash can. i wiped the greasy remains of sauce from the blue and green expanse of flooring. i yelled "bad kitty!" but not in a mean voice because they are so cute. i think it was vincent. sherman just lays about all day. but that vincent - he's into everything.......