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Thank you! Hopefully I’ll have some progress to show next week.
Thank you! Hopefully I’ll have some progress to show next week.
Thank you!
Yes! I just popped in my VHS copy of “The slobbery hound” a few weeks ago when I was having a hard day. Hadn’t seen it in years, and forgot how short those episodes are, haha. I remember them being a bit more epic. Still fun tho.
Also I really enjoy the ‘making of’ afterwards.
I loved fishing in oot. My sister and I played the game together, I was at the controls, she often told me how to solve puzzles and how to navigate. I had no sense of direction and never knew how to get from a to b. But I loved fishing at that pond so much that no matter where in the game I was, I could get back to the pond, and often did when my sister was too busy to play. Spent hours there. Thanks for the reminder OP!
I’ve really enjoyed watching this come along on Wednesdays! You’ve clearly added quite a bit to the original pattern. It looks great!
Oh my gosh thank you for saying this. I just realized my library has a subscription and I can read this thru the Libby app. Nostalgia here I come. I’m gonna go learn about whales =)
I don’t know why, but the sticker still being on the axe is the best part to me.
For decades there was a funeral parlor down the street from my house. Right in the middle of a busy residential neighborhood in the city. There’s only on-street parking and they had two spots in front of their building reserved for funerals. Only no one ever parked there. No cars, limos, hearses, anything. A neon open sign turned on every day over their door but no one ever came or went.
My parents had a tenant who was an elderly gentleman with few relatives. When he died, my mom called the parlor to arrange the funeral but no one answered. She left a message on their machine but no one ever called back. We weren’t fully surprised because we’d been calling it a front for years, but mom was unconvinced until then.
The building got fully renovated a few years ago and we actually saw a funeral taking place, so they’ve upped their game.
My dad and I were shopping at Home Depot one December and found a small Christmas decoration I wanted. When we got it to the register the cashier couldn’t find a tag or sticker on it. Normally I’d go get another one with a tag but this was the only one they had. The cashier tried looking it up through the computer system but still couldn’t figure it out. She handed it to us and told us it was free because it was the store’s fault that she couldn’t find the price.
We’ve been enjoying that decoration for years, my mom still puts it in the middle of her kitchen display. And we always remember how nice that cashier was to us.
Oh my God. My family quotes that all the time and I had no idea where it was from. My parents loved Dave so that makes since. Thanks for clearing that up for me!
Do, do, do do do do, da do do do do do do, do Do do Do do do do KIKIWAKA!
I’m okay with it, at least it’s upbeat =)
“(looking at you, Washington DC)” I was raised in DC and can confirm that my family and all the neighbors I know rely on bottled or filtered water. We only used the tap to cook with.
Oh no, those are stupid cute. I love that they’re neighborhood groundhogs and not some randos from who knows where =)
Haha, that’s great, your MIL sound fun. We’ve all been ‘bunny’s assistant’ over the years (helping to buy stuff) but maybe next Easter mom will get her own basket!
My siblings and I are all in our 30s and we still get visits from the Easter Bunny. We go through our baskets in front of our mom and talk about how much we enjoy our gifts from ‘the bunny’. I wasn’t able to be with my family this year so my Easter basket shower up in a FedEx box. Chocolate is chocolate, I’ve got no problems with this tradition.
Haha, yeah that’s pretty accurate!