Friday, May 25, 2007
May the Toys Be With You ... Always
No. I wasn't born.
No. Ace wasn't born.
No. None of my kids were born.
30 years ago today, I started my love affair with science fiction.
30 years ago today, Star Wars debuted in movie theaters.
30 years ago today, I started off with my crush on Luke Skywalker but then I later decided that Han Solo was MUCH yummier. And I think everyone else would agree with me.
30 years ago today, the craze of putting the little Kenner toys catalog in Cheerios boxes started. It was a good ploy to get kids to start eating better cereal for breakfast. I would sit at my kitchen table and pore over that little catalog, dreaming of all the Star Wars toys I would ask for for Christmas.
I know that I have mentioned the time when I snooped around in the closet at my house and found three-Barbie sized action figures, and tried to act like I hadn't found them? My Mom got me Luke, Leia, and Han. Leia had that crazy hair that they said you could put back up in those donut things, but I could never get her hair back up.
I don't know what happened to Luke and Leia. I am sure they met the demise of the garage sale.
But I know exactly where Han is...
Happy 30th Anniversary, fellow geeks!
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
Do you have a hero?