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Today is my parents’ 32nd wedding anniversary!! I actually remembered (BEFORE I got your reminder email, Mom. Geez, have some faith! ) In past years, the actual event / day has been July SECOND, The day in which I remember and go D’OH! and  call and apologize. It was a big event when we were kids – starting from when I was 12 or so, we started to make my parents these elaborate 5 course (hopefully edible? dinners.) I’d plan a menu, my Mom would drop us off at the store for the goods, then we’d kick them out of a house to a movie or something and when they returned – we’d serve them dinner in our little fake restaurant. I think I made Dan and Tim be servers / slaves. I remember it being basically the FUNNEST THING EVER, from drawing the menu’s, to setting the tables, to roasting cornish hens (I know I did this, how did I do that??) The above picture pretty much grabs it, reflects my dedication and enthusiasm. Except of course, sadly, I am not Asian. Thanks a LOT, Mom and Dad.

Adam and I checked out our old high school last night and were thrilled / horrified to find a brand new building addition thing, complete with a creepy ditch thing, crooked letters, and the ghosts of our once selves.  Fortunately, the picnic table where our drama teacher used to smoke 100′s and give us inappropriate talking-to’s was still there.

If possible, I would please like to live inside of this movie. I know practically nothing of movies but I really think this is one of the best ones ever made. Were I to live in Bedford falls, I would whisper in young George’s deaf ear as he put coconut on my sundae, and later, be one of those hooligans who open the pool at the party, and later, demand my money from the savings and Loan, and later, write a big check to the Baileys to save it.

ello, nostalgia. I woke up this morning with memories of the Dixie Classic Fair – a funnel cake / 4H club / ferris wheel explosion of Fall colors and awkward hand holding which comes to Winston-Salem each October. Funny I should think of this today – I just looked online and today is the first day of the fair! Were I in the Stone, I would totally be there. Pigs with ribbons! Apple Pies! Hoddogs! Rides! Sheep and Donkey petting! This fair used to be the main event in my packed middle school social calendar. I would have  yard sale, Sell some crap to innocent victims, and make a cool 40 bucks which somehow then seemed to last forever. Oh, I want to go to there (Fair.)

A very random and very cute selection.   Dan is born…

.Tim is born….  

Tim was little and fat…

Dad ran for commissioner..

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…He won, we threw a party, I drew the invitation -

Young stud Dad in the paper!