Bet the waffles tasted great after that. :beer:

:laughing:

I remember Michale jackson whenever i listen some pop music. He is legend of pop music. I miss him badly.

I remember as a young child struggling with piano. I also remember playing with my brother in a horrible rainstorm, going to an orchid with my family, and making a pie with my mom for the very first time.

-1 Doing it wrong.

+1 Doing it right.

I'm outting myself as a wrestling fan here, but one of my earliest memories is of Hulk Hogan getting a fireball to the face by Sgt. Slaughter.

Another early childhood memory is at about age 3-4, I liked a book called, "How To Make Flibbers, etc." that my sister had borrowed from the library. I was fascinated by the abbrevation "etc." in the title, and even more interested when my sister told me it stood for "et cetera" and explained what that term meant. From then on it was "et cetera"-this and "et cetera"-that from my mouth all the time. Around this time, a tree was cut down on the concrete sidewalk in front of our building and wet cement put down in a large square where the tree had stood. After the city contractors left, a bunch of us stood around the square of wet cement and some of the kids picked up small branches and twigs that had been left behind and began writing their names or other things in the wet cement. One of the older kids asked if I wanted him to write anything for me and I said to please write "ETC." :rolleyes:

It's like some kind of ironic statement about the nature of sidewalks. :laughing:

They go on and on, and on, and on. :laughing:

Funny thing is, the boy who wrote the "etc." is the concrete is a family friend and still calls me "Ms. Etcetera" to this day.

I just remember two things when I was a little girl
1. My pregnant mother swinging me in our backyard.
2. Innocent me smelling a huge red flower at a market and passing out over my father. It
was a poppy flower, we still have no idea how I found it.