Do you remember when the quarter under your pillow from the tooth fairy conjured up dreams of pony ridse and a mountain of cotton candy? Or when you first started to realize that money could buy really cool stuff?
Yeah, me neither.
BUT I do remember when my sweet daddy gave me $5.00 (!!!) to spend on a shopping spree at a newly opened mall. My best friend picked it for her birthday field trip and we were set free among its store for 3 hours!
I felt like the world was mine.
After carefully studying every inch of that mall, I finally settled upon buying my first cosmetic counter lipgloss. It sparkled and was pink…and if my past fashion sense revealed anything, it was probably on clearance AND 3 seasons past fabulous.
It didn’t matter though. I hoarded that lip gloss, never letting anyone else touch it.
Ironically, I held onto it for a very, very long time, too afraid to use it up.
About four years later it was sticky, gross and smelled funny. I threw it away having use less than half of it and refusing to let anyone else use it either. (I have the territorial instincts of a mother bear)
The following is proof that my posterity is WAY cooler than me…
Bunny recently experienced a financial windfall of sorts.
For days she stewed over what to do with this new found fortune and after several trips to the grocery store, she settled upon a package of orange flavored Tic Tacs. She squirreled them away that afternoon and would periodically disappear and reappear with an orange tongue.
Pretty soon, I noticed others in our household had orange tongues too. I figured since it was her treat, purchased with her own money, she would keep them to herself. Instead, she shared them with everyone in the family.
40 orange mints certainly go a lot faster when divided between 6 other family members plus various neighbor friends. By the time I tucked her into bed, her box Tic Tacs was empty and converted to a makeshift treasure box.
It wasn’t until several hours later that I came upon this sight that melted my heart completely.
As I went to brush my teeth and wash my face, my little sweetie left me a surprise. It was left in a little puddle of water so the coloring was bleeding onto the counter and it looked like it may have been licked a couple of times. Plus, the fingerprints indicate it was seriously man handled BUT what a treasure it was!
See?! WAAAAAY cooler than I ever will be!