Sunday Social

Did you sleepwalk as a child?

No!  But…my sister did.  The stories crack me up – although now that I’m a mother, I’m not so sure I’d laugh in the moment.

Did you ever try to run away or sneak out of your house? Run away?

I sure did!  I tried to run away one summer day when we were at home with our babysitter.  I was probably about 7 or 8 years old. I have no clue why I wanted to run away, but I did.  I didn’t pack anything, just took my yellow blanket.  That’s all a gal needs, right?  Anyways, the babysitter ended up calling my dad, who worked right in town, so he was home within minutes of her calling.  By the time he showed up I was already running down the block. Hahaha. I only got a block away.  I don’t remember the talk he gave me, but I do remember cuddling with him on the couch afterwards. Daddy’s have a way to make things better (moms too – don’t want to leave her out!)

Did you have any imaginary friends?

I don’t remember having an imaginary friend.  I don’t think I had that wild of an imagination J

Did you ever go toilet papering?

Toilet Papering? No. Forking? Hell yes!  In high school, my girlfriends and I, had this grand idea to fork another group of guys (one who happens to be my hubby now) yards.  It was 7 or 8 of us all together.  We got our friend’s mom to agree to let us borrow her mini-van, so we could all pile in together.  We bought a bunch of plastic forks, and we all dressed in hoodies.  This was some serious business – we needed the hoods to be sneaky, and the pockets to hold the forks.

We drove to the first house and wrote “seniors” in one yard (we were seniors and the boys were juniors).  We went to the next yard and we didn’t have enough time to write anything clever, so we just randomly stick the forks in the ground. 

The 3^rd house we went to never got forked because the guy actually came out and caught us, so naturally, we kidnapped him to help us with the next house.  The next house was Daniel’s – we needed help as his family owned an electrical business, so as soon as someone started down the driveway – a bunch of lights came on.

We parked the van at the end of the driveway and walked the rest of the way.  Lights came on, but we still proceeded.  We forked the yard with success and ran down the driveway. So silly, but that night still gets brought up in conversations.  We still remember our inside jokes from that night – love my girls!

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