Instead of opening my blinds and letting the sun sink into my skin, I cleaned, recycled, researched, and naked napped.
Oh to be naked. To be without the discomfort, the twist and tangles of rough cloth on soft skin. Most excellent.
So I decided to go through my garage and free all of my stuffed furry friends. They had been captured and trapped in large plastic bags for years. Ohhhh nostalgia hit me like a run away horse and buggy.
I found Twinkie, the dog.
Bubsy, the rabbit.
Fifel, the mouse.
Sparkles, the unicorn.
Joe Boy, the cocker spaniel.
Mrs. Grapes-a-lot, the hippo.
Luna, the cat.
Animal, the slinky.
AND.
Squeaks, the...?
My absolute favorite toy as a baby, I would carry Squeaks around any and everywhere I went.
I'm totally cuddling with him tonight.
The fact that you had something named Bubsy is ultimately excellent, and Squeaks is REALLY cute! I feel weird saying that, only because of my friend Squeaks, who is less than cute.
ReplyDeleteIncidentally...it seems that naked-ness should occur while you are in a different state next month. Just sayin'.