Well, I'm glad I have my blog back the way it was: a day-to-day/week-to-week journal-on-a-screen blog. Not a: "hmmm... what should I post on my blog... ...oh... I have to finish my other post first... Ehn..." type of blog.
In fact, I did start using Dragons Fly like this blog a little. And you can see that blog if you check out the link.
So... How are you? I am disappointed: summer is over.
School is here...
...I don't want to say that very loud. The mood might affect everyone around here.
So anyway, right now I was going to share with you my favorite memories of when I was probably about 4 or 5 or 6 or 7. Me & my brother used to go to our friends, the G's house pretty often then. The G's have been family friends since before I was born, my parents and Mr. and Mrs. G became really good friends right after they got out of college.
I remember when my brother and I would go over there, and we'd pretend that we were veterinarians. We'd take the many stuffed animals in Hannah G's collection, and pretend to doctor them and all that. Or, if we were at our house, we'd use my many stuffed animals (that still sit on shelves in my room). We called this game "Animal Doctor."
Another thing that was invented by my brother and Rachel G, was the simple, and of course, wonderfully tasting dish of "Jalapies" (pronounced Ja-LA-Pea). This outdoor delicacy consisted of two ingredients (here is the recipe if you are interested):
- 1 to 2 handfuls of mud.
- 1 large mulberry leaf.
Begin by mixing your mud to the desired consistency (it is better a more moist and sloppy mud-mix than a dry, and crumbly mix). Then, begin to slather your mud onto the leaf, leaving the mud away from the edges. Fold your leaf into a taco formation. Enjoy before hot, south-western sun bakes mud into dirt.*
*Not recommended for human consumption.
...Okay, okay, so we didn't exactly eat the Jalapies (at least I don't remember eating them...), but it was a popular pretend cuisine. Playing with mud was a big thing in our backyard then, and to this day, I am still a mud-lover. And though I never actually ate one, Jalapies will forever be a memory of fun for me.
I also remember going to the G's, and dressing up in their little prairie dress-up gowns, and pretending to re-enact Little House on The Prairie (...I was always Laura...).
There was one other thing that I remember. It was the game where we would rampage through the G's house, grabbing every and any pillow or blanket we could find. Then, we would use the biggest of all blankets to put on the bottom of this play-climbing bench thing. (I'll show you in an illustration of something like what I'm talking about [it didn't look quite like this, and it had four walls and not three]).
We'd stack the remaining pillows & blankets over the big one that was on the blue bench, and then put our heads under the bench, leaving the rest of us to stick out, into the play-thingy. We'd then pull the big blanket, that was under all the rest, and dangling off the bench, and send an avalanche of pillows and bedding tumbling down on us. The cool thing about this was the fact that we could still talk to each other and laugh and shriek together, since our heads were still under the 'roof.' After enjoying the feeling of the world caving in on you in the form of soft pillows, our goal was to wriggle out of the chaos and escape through the holes in the bottom of the thing.
...And then start right over again...
...And I must admit, it wasn't uncommon that we would forget to put everything back. I fear that I must say that there were probably stray sheets and pillows in the wrong places at the G's for many a day after.
But now, those days of mud and pillows are over.
But as I said, they are my memories.
...And those tend to last a bit longer than other things...
-Plink.
