Memories 07/09/11

Yesterday I wrote about Saturday morning cartoons and how they have changed since I was a kid.  This got me thinking about other things from my childhood so I thought I would take a little trip down memory lane tonight.  I remember waiting for the ice cream truck to come down the street ringing his bell.  I know there are still a few of those out there but you don’t see them as much.  I remember the banana seat on my bicycle.  I remember riding my bike all over town delivering papers.  I had a paper route for several years starting when I was about 11 or 12.  I remember the first time I went off the high dive at the swimming pool.  I was scared to death!  I think I must have traumatized myself because I am terrified of heights now.    I remember my brother used to fart in my bed just to make me mad.  Boys are so gross aren’t they?  Speaking of my brother, I remember the time he spray painted my face black.  He had found an old can of spray paint that just barely had any in it.  He was painting one of his cars with it.  I was being the ever annoying little sister and saying, “Let me see, let me see”.  He finally got tired of listening to me and turned the spray can toward my face and said, “Here, see it”!  I’m sure he got in trouble.  I was pretty good about getting him in trouble.  Like the time he locked me out of the house so I took the broom that was on the front porch and broke the window.  He actually got in trouble instead of me.  I was the only girl and I was very good at convincing my mom that it was all his fault.  I remember drinking 7up when I had an upset tummy.  It still makes me feel like I should be sick if I drink it.  I remember my grandma washing my mouth out with soap for back talking.  I remember her “switching” me for other things.  I don’t remember what I did to get the punishment but I sure remember the switching.  I remember we had to work for what seemed like days to work off enough money so we could go skating on Saturday.  Hope you enjoy my trip down memory lane.  I remember when I used to want to stay up late.  Now, I can’t wait to get to bed and I think now is a good time to go.