My Childhood

Today I thought I should just post random memories from my childhood for my kids to enjoy. And then I started thinking about my childhood. And then I thought about my friend Cindy. I've mentioned her before...you can peruse the archives to see where.

Anyway, I met Cindy on the very first day of grade one. After school, I played at her house. And that was the beginning of a long, long friendship. We would play at each other's houses ALL the time. I can't even remember how many times I've been to her house. It must have been at least twice a week during elementary school - and even into university I remember hanging out in her basement or her bedroom just chatting about stuff. Her mom had a drawer in the kitchen JUST full of CANDY!! I remember that drawer and I loved it. Her mom would also buy Country Time Lemonade and that Kool-Aid that you could mix by the glass - it came pre-sugared. I remember drinking a lot of that at Cindy's. I remember reading her stacks of Archie comics - even during the week in Grade 2 when we both had the chicken pox together. I remember watching TV (Emergency, Marcus Welby) or playing Intellivision baseball in her basement. I remember looking at her bookshelf during our UofA years and laughing at the fact that she had 2 or 3 copies EACH of all of Jane Austen's novels (now I just covet them). I've also slept over at Cindy's house countless times.

So, what's the point??

Here it is: for all those times I've been at Cindy's house I think I've only been in her living room TWICE! Weird, isn't it???