Remove the blog at #1 from the following list and bump everyone up one place; add your blog's name in the #5 spot. You need to link to each of the other blogs for the desired cross-pollination of your chosen blogs. Since I don't really know how to do that, I am just going to write their url's, and hope it works for you.
1. BTW http://coffeeworks.blogs.com/bytheway/
2. Soliloquy http://nbond.blogspot.com
3. Lyvvie's Limelight http://lyvvielimelight.blogspot.com
4. The Cerebral Outpost http://thecerebraloutpost.blogspot.com
5. JustaskJudy http://justaskjudy.blogspot.com
Next: select four new friends to add to the pollen count. (No one is obligated to participate).
I'd love to see what these people have to say about it:
1. Angie - http://bigredcouch.com/journal
2. Colleen - http://looseleafnotes.com/
3. Gene - http://oldhorsetailsnake.blogspot.com
4. Melinama - http://pratie.blogspot.com
Now, please write about five things you miss from childhood. Here are mine:
1. I think everyone misses his/her mother's cooking, and I am no exception. I have written previously of my mom's prowess (and my dad's too) in the kitchen. Her chicken gravy was the best anyone has ever made. Don't be trying to tell me your mom made the best - because I won't listen! Daddy made the best French fries and the best apple pie in the world, too. I know this is repetitive, but necessary, as it is one of the most missed.
2. I miss my grandmother and greatgrandmother. They were farm wives; and back in the day they started cooking on a coal-burning stove at 4:30 am to feed the farm hands as well as their families, and as soon as breakfast was over - they started on lunch. The thing I miss most about being with either of them is their overwhelmingly positive attitude about life, especially when neither of them had it easy, either physically or emotionally. I also admired my greatgrandmother's insistence that just because she lived on a farm, and had to work hard, she shouldn't take good care of her appearance too. She never left her bedroom in the morning until she had completed her "toilette" and donned a dress, stockings and jewelry. This was after the farm had become somewhat mechanized and she didn't have to get up so early to cook anymore. When she died, they had been married for 73 years. He died 3 months later and he couldn't wait to be with her again in Heaven.
3. I miss my dad taking mom and me to Dairy Queen almost every night in the summertime. Soon after dinner, he would round us up and we'd get in the car for the short trip to sweetsville. I remember being enamored of pineapple-nut sundaes back then, and I must have eaten a mountain of them, because it was all I ordered one summer. Then I moved to butterscotch sundaes, which were even better. When we came back home afterward, we'd listen to the radio; shows like "The Green Hornet", "The Shadow Knows", "The Great Gildersleeve", "Amos and Andy" and others I can't remember the names of right now. There were great music shows too, such as "Your Hit Parade". I miss those radio shows; they were good in a way that TV will never be, because they allowed you to use your imagination.
4. I miss my childhood innocence; I miss the times when I didn't know anything about war or hunger or child abuse or tsunamis or cancer.
5. I miss school, believe it or not. Oh, I complained about it, just like every kid did. But I enjoyed studying and reading and school plays and fund drives and assemblies and winning awards at the end of the school year. The only things I don't miss are gym class and math. I used to say that as soon as my children were all in school I would go back for a Master's Degree. But I never did and it is a moderately big regret for me.
That ends my current list of things I miss from my childhood. If you were tagged (or even if you were not and would like to be) please write what you miss the most and let me know when your post is up.