childhood confessions

I remember holding the thermometer up to the lightbulb some days when I
had a wimpy cold that wasn't quite bad enough to keep me home from school.
The trick was to get the temperature up high enough so that Mom would
think I had a fever and keep me home, but not so high that she would
panic (or worse, catch on to what I was doing!).
I remember hanging my sister's teddy bears. She and her girlfriends would
have slumber parties in the family camping trailer. My brother Jim and
I used to think up schemes on how to scare them. He even figured out how to rig up a
pulley system where we could slide scary-looking things down a thin
wire into the trailer from the second floor of the house
and make Ruth and her girlfriend(s) scream (or so was the theory; we
usually just ended up provoking them into gales of hysterical giggles).
We also used to string Ruth's dolls and teddy bears up in the trailer
before Ruth and her friend retired for the night.
I could go on, but I won't until I hear from some of the rest of you
about your own exploits.
John Garrison Ridpath
Jeff and I visited with our new nephew and his family on the weekend.
Garrison's darned cute, and let me hold him without screaming.
Congratulations, Annie!!
Many congrats to Annie on her new, very cool job!!!
See her Witterings for
details.
Today's Blatherpicture
Shameless Family Plug:
Today's
blatherpicture is the cover of my sister's new book (she was the illustrator,
Sharon Jennings wrote the text). The little girl in the illustrations of Into My Mother's Arms
look exactly like my niece Sara (not surprising, since Sara posed as the model :-)).
I have to confess I got all teary-eyed when Ruth let me read the story (before she
even started illustrating it). Check out
this interview on Chapters.ca.

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