Nicole's Memories

I remember my baloon popping at a family cookout, and me trying to figure out how to get the pieces back together so I could blow it back up.

I remember my dad laying on the couch with an ice pack on his crotch, and my mom making us promise not to talk about his vasectomy.

I remember walking to the Butternut Bread store with my Grandma.  I think the bread was something like a quarter a loaf (this was the early 80s).

I remember being mildly disappointed that I didn't get to go on the 8th grade Washington D.C. trip.  My parents said that there was a fairly good chance I would be murdered if I went, because the crime rate there was high.

I remember the legend that Mikey died from a stomach explosion caused by the combination of pop rocks & coke. 

I remember wishing I was cast as the "heroine" in our 8th grade melodrama.  I was convinced that Jenny only got it because she had boobs.  At least I didn't have to play the dog like one kid in the class did. 

I remember eating trays of half-frozen ice as a snack.  The crunch was very satisfying.  Another favorite snack was nuking a marshmallow with a little butter, then stirring in rice krispies.  It was a Rice Krispie Treat Blob.