Pondering

Why does it feel like "Common Sense" is no longer that common?

Thanks to a Purple Cow ...

My thanks to Purple Cow who shared this joke in the comments from my previous entry. Please enjoy.

The Divorced Barbie Doll

One day a father gets out of work and on his way home he suddenly remembers that it's his daughter's birthday. He pulls over to a Toy Shop and asks the sales person, 'How much for one of those Barbie's in the display window?' The salesperson answers, 'Which one do you mean, Sir? We have: Work Out Barbie for $19.95, Shopping Barbie for $19.95, Beach Barbie for $19.95, Disco Barbie for $19.95, Ballerina Barbie for $19.95, Astronaut Barbie for $19.95, Skater Barbie for $19.95, and Divorced Barbie for $265.95'.

The amazed father asks: 'It's what?! Why is the Divorced Barbie $265.95 and the others only $19.95?'

The annoyed salesperson rolls her eyes, sighs, and answers: 'Sir..., Divorced Barbie comes with: Ken's Car, Ken's House, Ken's Boat, Ken's Furniture, Ken's Computer, one of Ken's Friends, and a key chain made with Ken's balls.

I laughed until I almost cried.

A Little Time Travel Fun

I'm sharing a link today that should be a little fun. You Tube Time Machine - I chose the year I was born and got a wonderful vintage commercial about "Barbie" and her fashion selection.

I remember my first Barbie Doll. That was back when G.I.Joe was the same size and they dated - unless you could afford to have a Ken doll too.

Anyway - have some fun, and tell me about your finds.

Melt My Heart - Again

I love kids!

I particularly love kids when the love me back, but I'm still surprised when that happens. (That's just the way I am)

I'm sure I've mentioned this before, but I have a particular soft spot for all things 'Spongebob Squarepants', and this is often a reason kids like me. How can you not like an adult who watches a childish kid show?

Over the years I've received a variety of little gifts left for me at the church (work), from both adults and children alike, of some kind of Spongebob paraphernalia. And I try to keep them on display as long as possible without looking completely unprofessional (although, I'm not particularly concerned about it.)

Yesterday I had a call from a congregate about some other business. As our conversation was winding down she says "Oh ya ..... Zack and I were in the toy store on the weekend."

Zack is her 9 year old son, and one of my fav' kids.

She continues "Zack saw a 'Spongebob Lego set' and said "LJ WOULD LOVE THAT!! Can we buy it for her?"

Of course her answer was no, as it came with a $50 price tag. I completely understand of course, but his unselfish, childlike response was absolutely priceless to me.

It made my day, and I can't wait to see Zack on the weekend.

How was your week?

I got to be a kid twice this week

If you've ever lived on an island you know that island living is like no other. No other philosophy. No other lifestyle. No other mindset.

OK, maybe that's a few too many 'no other's', but you get my drift. Living on an island is different.

I've lived on the big island of the west coast of Canada for 25 years, but even a weekend trip to one of the smaller gulf island reminds me that small island life is different again. More organic, more 'small town', and if it were possible - - slower. I headed off to Pender Island to visit a girlfriend who lives there, and I was just in time for their "Fall Fair".

Not only did I chose the right weekend, but I also managed to end up taking part in their parade. From the Fire hall to the Fair grounds - I was a stilter's spotter. A rag-tag group of around 8 kids ranging in age from 10 - 15 display their stilting skills in costume at local events on the island throughout the year. They're a very talented group of kids, and don't really need spotters, but it was safety first all the way.


Now before you get caught up in the ewww.... ahhhh .... she was in a parade ..... please keep in mind that the distance between the fire hall and the fair grounds is equivalent to about one city block. But I took my duties very seriously, some of these kids were an additional 4 to 5 feet taller. I wonder if the air is thinner up there. (no unsavory incidents requiring my spotters hand)

It was all great fun, culminating at the fair grounds and all that a fall fair has to offer. I felt like a kid again. I hadn't been "in" a parade since I was a teenager, and I hadn't been to a Fair in .... 15-20 years.

My second spree back into childhood happened last night. We didn't feel like cooking, and I had an urge to have something I haven't had since long before I turned 10. For dinner (I use the term lightly) I took a fresh bun, slathered it with margarine and put a heap of salt & vinegar potato chips in it.

This was a real treat when I was a kid. I always liked the combination of textures and flavours. It didn't have to be salt & vinegar, but that's what we had on hand.

Nom, nom, nom ...... good.