Flashback Friday

It's Flashback Friday again. I haven't participated in this for awhile and thought I would today!

These pics are from around 1984-1985. I was about 2 or 3 at the time and my brother was 12 or 13. This was back before life got complicated with my parents divorce and my brother going to live with my grandparents. Back when my brother and I adored each other before we became strangers. I don't really remember either of these pics but I remember the way I loved my big brother.

There is a stream and mineral springs that runs through our downtown park area and its been a place for people to come bath or drink the water since the 1700s. (George Washington even came here) Anyway, its a great place to go play, wade and catch fish and tadpoles when you're a kid. We used to spend every summer here because it was a free swimming pool of sorts and lots of fun. (I heart my brother's 80's shorts.)
My brother was also a big skateboarder and bike rider. This is on the street we used to live on with our parents. Our aunt and uncle and grandparents all lived on this street and it was pretty great. I know this looks dangerous but my mom trusted my brother implicitly. He never did drop me even when he was skating around. I of course loved it and thought it was the greatest thing ever. Apparently, I would laugh really loud and cling really tightly to my brother and yell "Again Souse!" (I couldn't pronounce Shawn).


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The WORSE day yet

Four days ago was the worse day since I had my surgery. It wasn't because my throat, ears, and mouth were in agony from pain. It wasn't because I couldn't eat, breathe or swallow. No, it was something far worse. It was the day I tried to eat a Fudge Round and failed.

This doesn't sound like that big of a thing. But if you knew me, knew the many Fudge Rounds I have eaten with delight, the way I had to upgrade from the small ones to the large ones, knew the way I had to buy the family value box, or the scary way I guarded them then you would understand.

Fudge Rounds are my kryptonite. The reason I get up in the morning! They are gooey, chocolately and delightful! Eating one is, as my friend Mikey would say,like an angel shitting in your mouth!!(because nothing bad can ever come out of an angel) They are better than an orgasism!

I think you get the point.

So, the other day I felt a lot better. I was taking Aleve for the pain instead of the usual baby aspirin. I had tackled many different kinds of foods. I was on a roll. I decided it was time to resume our love affair. Enter my beloved Fudge Rounds and DIASTER.

Instead of delightfullness, I tasted disgustingness. Instead of lovely, soft sweet fudge there was bland, weird tasting toughness. What happened?? How could Fudge Rounds forsake me in this manner?

As it turns out my operation and lack of real food were the culprits. My mouth and throat muscles had been scraped and unused for a week so everything was tough. Also, apparently eating trims our taste buds back and allows us to taste things the wayt we do. When you limit what you eat to soft food or liquids your taste buds are allowed to grow out and things taste differently.

Well, shit. I guess I won't be having Fudge Rounds for awhile then. I don't want a repeat performance of this fiasco. I'll have to wait until I can eat properly again and my muscles heal up. Afterall, I want to wait until I can give them the proper culinary experience they deserve.

RIP Fudge Rounds
I miss you :(

New Job!!!

I got a new job!! I will be leaving Alabama and my boring desk job to head to Indiana in one week!
I'm so super excited!!! I will be working with possums doing telemetry and maybe helping to trap raccoons. Its going to be so great to be out in the field again.