Game! Something we may not know......

[steptoe91(tozie)]

ooh! debz jogged my memory....

my Nana and Pa (grandparents) lived with us until i was 10. dad built on their own "mother-in-law's suite". basically a room on the back of the house with it's own entrance, bathroom, and was located right off the kitchen. it was great for me, let me tell ya! anyway, one day i wanted to go to a garage sale down the street and mom wouldnt let me. so Nana had a "garage sale" in her room. complete with little sticky tags with prices.  i bought: a blue beaded necklace, some matching clip on earrings, .... and her old set of false teeth!!

i always wanted a snoopy sno cone maker. i was an only child and got most everything i wanted. (spoiled too!) but not that sno cone maker. so when my kids were little i bought one for them. i spent more time playing with it than they did! 

[wishforabird]

I feel like we are sitting around a campfire :) this is AWESOME

[BuffaloParrot]

Ha, ha Tozie!  When I was real young I wanted an easy bake oven :shh2:  Even back then I wanted to cook and have me own darned oven.  Just didn't do so because I knew my friends would tear me a part..  D's got an easy bake oven!! , yada, yada

This also just came to me and has confused me since.  I was 4.  We lived in North Buffalo at the time and the yards were close together and separated by a chain linked fence.  Our neighbor who was an old man had all these awesome different colored flowers (Tulips?) that he babied.  When you are 4 you think adults can do anything, unless it was just me?   Anyhoo while I watched him I saw a bird sitting on the fence.  I calmly asked him if he could catch it for me?  He gingerly walked over and did!!!  With his bear hands and handed to me!   I was ecstatic and ran into the house bird in hand only to get repeatedly wacked with a towel by my gram.  She told me to release it immediately   Just weird.  To this day I think of this and wonder how he was able to catch this wild and healthy bird?        

[BPMar]

Wishy, I will go get the smores!!

A commercial actually made me remember this one.....My very first job as a cosmetologist was at Fantastic Sams....waaayyy back then everyone had to go by a company appointed nickname, we had Sunflower, Annie, Cookie, Dandylion...I was Sparkie!!!!!      I think this is all giving our memories a good jog!

[BuffaloParrot]

Sparkie?  Um, wait ..    So when we go upstairs I can call you    :silence:

[BPMar]

 

[looniebirds]

I can milk a goat.

[wishforabird]

how in the world do ya get the goat to stand still? 

I think the guy probably was outside so much the bird trusted him, my dad did that once too, I will never forget his HUGE hand encircling this little birdie face sticking out like out of a birdhouse door.  but i think that bird was hurt. or a baby or something.

I wanted an easy-bake oven too. my son loves to bake, he gets upset if I bake without him. 

my love of animals came from my mom. she gave us hamsters, rabbits, fish, and eventually a dog. we rescued several (one at a time, LOL). she taught me that they hurt and they get scared, but not to the extent i teach my children. she is of the generation where animals were kept "outside" but she bucked "tradition" and let us keep them inside. my grandparents didn't approve when they would visit, but my mom just took the critisism.  my mom could be really cool, when she was around.

[BrilliantFids]

Wishy sounds like your mom was kind of like mine as far as animals go. Growing up I always had pets, the first pets I remember are Max our old Doberman and Bunnicula my first bunny. When we had Max and the bunny we lived on a horse farm, there was a shetland pony who was dubed mine. Her name was Goldie...I rode her all over Camp Tuckaway. We moved from there when I was about 4, Max and the bunny had passed away by then. Then we got a yellow lab, a cat and some fish. this could go on forever so ill sum it up..following the lab (who ripped 80% of my cousins face off) we had Guinea pigs, Hamsters, a mouse, a rat, a goat, a horse, Our cocker spaniel and Rottie, and Ringo a cat who my mom still has (hes like 19 years old or more). She worked at a vet and almost took in a cockatoo once, his name was Rudy and was my favorite patient at the vet clinic.

Speaking of the horse farm, there was a pond there that we used to swim in. My dad and I were on a raft and I fell off, was too young to swim so I sank. Dad dove under to find me but it took a bit, I almost didnt make it out of that pond.

[BuffaloParrot]

-My dad was born on beggers night (Oct 30) and my mom on April fools day

-None of it was planned but I was divorced, remarried, and worked my last day at the hospital after 9 years all on June, 25th

-I joined chorus in 3rd grade because I wanted to be around a girl I liked

LOONIE.. You kill me

[Ditty]

I loved horses growing up and every bday I would go horseback riding with friends.  I always wanted SHAW who farted like there was no tomorrow!

I always had pets growing up, a springer spaniel named champ, 2 rabbits named Donny and Marie, my kitty Frosty and later my teil named Cricket.

I always hated meat.  My dad would make me eat it, I would spit it in the plants, give it to the dog, dig a hole outside and spit it in there and cover it up.   So as soon as I left home I became vegetarian.  And then proceeded to marry a butcher.  HAHA  really!

My first job was a library Page.  Before that I volunteered as a Candy striper.

I was a cocktail waitress in college for 1 day.  Got fired the first night.   I dumped a drink over a guys head that had some roaming hands.  hey he deserved it!  Lucky that is all he got! :bruce:  But we did have REALLY skimpy outfits so I think some of the patrons thought it was ok.

[looniebirds]

Huh.  I CAN TOO milk or a goat, or at least I used to know how.  5 every morning and evening.  You have a milking stand with a headstall and a tray where you put oats or sweetfeed to keep them occupied.  Actually, it isn't too bad, goat's milk that is.  This occurred in a very unpleasant time of my life, but I don't regret learning to do this.

So if there's every a major cataclysmic event, and all that's left are us guys and a nanny goat, at least we will have milk to drink, and maybe some cheese too.

[steptoe91(tozie)]

a goat!!   

ya'll are just too funny!
B'fid: a Lab attacked your cousin?! wow! that sucks! is cousin okay? i'm assuming somewhat scarred up? wow!

i always loved animals. my mom is an animal lover, but only would allow our one dog. i wanted a cat so bad i couldnt stand it. when i was 9 i was out walking the neighborhood and found a stray cat... a black one. i dragged this poor cat 4 blocks to my house and fed it in the garage. when mom saw it, i swore it followed me home. as a matter of fact, i never admitted i dragged it home with me even to the day she died! lol! his name was midnight, we had him a year but he died of feline lukemia.  this was in 1979, so it was still kinda unknown... at least in our neck of the woods. the vet said we had to wait 6 months to get another cat or the new cat would get it.

[Sondra]

While married to my Ex I worked at drag strips where I was the starter. I have stood between 2 jet cars (several times) and started them. I also worked For NHRA for 20 years at time slips. I love my memories of those races.

As a child we had rabbits, cats, dogs, snakes, frogs, gerbils, turtlles and 22 rats all at the same time! The one thing our animals had was a good life! LOL!

[wishforabird]

OMG Sondra that is AWESOME! ust like in the movies!!! you reminded me of this: my dad raced an MG while he was stationed overseas, then a little while when he came back.. rusted to a heap in the backyard when us kids came along :(  I think I have it in my blood, I sometimes imagine ai am coming out of the pits when i am going on an entrance ramp to the highway! LOL! I want to open it up and fly SO BAD.  :siren: 
He is a member of the SCCA and he took me with him to races on the weekends where we would camp RIGHT next to the racetrack with the other workers. Nothing like waking up to 29-40 porsche 911s, classic jaguars, cobras, shelbys etc. roaring around getting out the kinks!!
in the years after high school (and before babies) I worked in the big officials booth taping and collating and counting cars, it was an awesome experience. I even got to take my dog, and he was so good he would just sit in my lap and sleep as we would work all day.  (he was older by then). then at night we would all hang out by the campfire until we got sleepy, then tomorrow we would get up and do it again.