Christmas 1999

Kiddo was nearly 5 months old.  This is her first letter to Santa....

Dear Santa, this is my very first Christmas!  I haven't met you yet, but my mommy and daddy whisper really good things to me about you.  They tell me that if I write you a letter and try my very best to be good, that you will bring me presents.

I heard of this stuff called apple sauce if you could get me some of that, I'm sure I'd like it.  I'd also like a few new bibs and some pretty new dresses.

Please be good to all the other babies in the world, and to my Aunts Tara, Erin, Heather and Simone and my Uncle Stephen.

I hope this works.

Your new friend, Bria

___remember - tommorrow is day of the do over!

Gum anyone?

Husband walks into the house grinning "Quick, Think of the 80's. Now, what are purple in colour, grainy in texture, cheap in price and taste like soap?"

Me: "THRILLS!"

I don't think I've had Thrills in years... but "it still tastes like soap!" even the package says so.

Kiddo unsure what to think pops one in her mouth, screws up her face slightly "are they supposed to taste like this?"

Call me crazy, but I kind of like them! Do you?

Blast from the past

I was out beating the path today instead of studying, when something familiar caught my eye. TAFFY! As a kid this was one of my favorite things to buy, for twenty five cents you got chewy tri-flavour goodness wrapped in wax paper.

In the store jumping up and down with excitement, I noticed that the wax paper is now crimped at both ends instead of cut to size with the sugary treat, which could account for some of the $1.04 price increase.

Back in the car I gnawed away the wax paper and chomped into the brown, it gave way under my teeth with a brittle crack, my impatience had won and I didnt' wait to get my treasure to a more temperate climate. Curse you winter weather!

I still ate the brown first, then the white and finally the pink. Its gonna a lot longer for me to save up my pennies for my next piece, but now that I know where to go look out!