I am learning to let go, embrace the craziness and just have fun. I have two young daughters, two dogs who hallucinate and hear voices and an out numbered, doesn't stand a chance, dreading-the-teen-years husband. This is me just throwing my life out into cyberspace.
A couple of weeks ago our local library had a Junie B. Jones Day. The kids cut out glasses and wore them for a minute (see above).
We listened to a story about Junie B. Jones and checked out some books.
They also posed with Creepy Junie B. Jones It was great. Kids began to cry and scream and if I wasn't an adult I probably would have as well. Truth be told, I screamed on the inside. She was just scary-looking. Sleeping Beauty said it best when she said, "I was scared but knew we needed a picture!" HAHA
This just makes me laugh. I have told my girls that we got a computer when I was in second grade. (I think.) It was a Commodore 64 and I later blew it up. Don't ask. I won't tell. I also told them that we were really the only people I knew that had a computer. They were BAFFLED by this idea and could not believe iPods, iPads, and the Internet weren't around when I was a child. Even more so when I told them the iPods/iPads were fairly new inventions. It makes me wonder what things will be like when they are grown. I fully expected to be living on the moon on this day in my life but, alas, I am not...
Back to the comic strip (I love these, by the way) - When I moved across country after high school and away from Tim it was in the days of dial up Internet. Go here to listen. Ah, the memories. And by memories I mean nightmare. It was truly a nightmare. Not only did I miss him and want to talk to him as much as I could but I'd be on the phone and hear someone trying to log on to Prodigy. He spent hundreds of dollars ( I am guessing) on calling me long distance. We were apart a couple of years and several of those months we were dating. What I wouldn't have given for cell phones on the same call plan back then. ;)
What are some old school Internet/computer things you remember?