Drawbacks of adulthood

[mrissa]

You know what I miss from being little? Being able to wail like an air-raid siren every once in awhile when you didn't feel good. Sure, you'd get in trouble and have to apologize to Great-Aunt Thus-and-such and go to your room, but at least you'd get a good howl in first. And after the door closed behind you, you'd hear your mom or dad say, "poor kiddo, it's rough not feeling good when you're little." Not a picnic when you're big, either, actually.

Also I miss the banana kind of Jell-o Pudding Pops. I don't want vanilla or chocolate or swirl. I want banana. I think they stopped making them when I was 7, when they introduced swirl. But maybe I just associate it with that year because that's the year they stopped making Kookaburras, which were the best Girl Scout cookies ever.

Having a good memory is not always a blessing. Wouldn't trade it, though.

Comments

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Not unless she's visiting, but I'd still wake timprov.

[scottjames.livejournal.com]

Put a pillow over your mouth. You miss out of the satisfaction of hearing your own wail, but you get to wail.