Bubble gum Lots of kid memories here, from buying packs of collectible cards and chewing the crappy gum inside, to trying out the different flavors of Bubble Yum, to working my way to the center of gum lollipops. And then there's the time some jerk spit his gum in my hair in high school, ugh. I'm afraid I'm one of those people with an unconscious tendency towards smacking and cracking my gum, even if it's not technically bubble. Sorry!
Wallpaper The first house that the husband and I bought together had some truly awful wallpaper; who designs a pattern with brown butterflies in it, AKA moths? Plus, the previous owners were terrible smokers - every outlet moved when we ripped out the wallpaper had severe tan lines of cream underneath and dark sepia surrounding. I think they should show that as a PSA, because who wants to do that to their insides?
Our current kitchen has frumpy wallpaper, but it was so expertly installed that we don't have the heart to replace it. They even matched all the outlet covers to the pattern! The switches are practically camouflaged.
Sand Of course the first thing that springs to mind is Anakin's infamous diatribe about sand, because how could I not? ;) Otherwise, sand is beaches and sunny days and ephemeral sculptures next to the water, which is not something I get to do much nowadays; the husband hates travel, and the kid is not interested in cavorting in water that isn't strictly controlled like a swimming pool. Plus, all three of us are a whiter shade of pale, with a tendency towards burning bright red; the outside is not kind to us. But still, I wouldn't mind a lazy day on the beach with a gorgeous breeze, boozy treats to drink, and a bounteous umbrella for shade, and the option to walk in the sand.
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Lots of kid memories here, from buying packs of collectible cards and chewing the crappy gum inside, to trying out the different flavors of Bubble Yum, to working my way to the center of gum lollipops. And then there's the time some jerk spit his gum in my hair in high school, ugh. I'm afraid I'm one of those people with an unconscious tendency towards smacking and cracking my gum, even if it's not technically bubble. Sorry!
Wallpaper
The first house that the husband and I bought together had some truly awful wallpaper; who designs a pattern with brown butterflies in it, AKA moths? Plus, the previous owners were terrible smokers - every outlet moved when we ripped out the wallpaper had severe tan lines of cream underneath and dark sepia surrounding. I think they should show that as a PSA, because who wants to do that to their insides?
Our current kitchen has frumpy wallpaper, but it was so expertly installed that we don't have the heart to replace it. They even matched all the outlet covers to the pattern! The switches are practically camouflaged.
Sand
Of course the first thing that springs to mind is Anakin's infamous diatribe about sand, because how could I not? ;) Otherwise, sand is beaches and sunny days and ephemeral sculptures next to the water, which is not something I get to do much nowadays; the husband hates travel, and the kid is not interested in cavorting in water that isn't strictly controlled like a swimming pool. Plus, all three of us are a whiter shade of pale, with a tendency towards burning bright red; the outside is not kind to us. But still, I wouldn't mind a lazy day on the beach with a gorgeous breeze, boozy treats to drink, and a bounteous umbrella for shade, and the option to walk in the sand.
Did you want your own three?