![]() ![]() ![]() “Oh and they knew you were going to grow up and be obsessed with cookies?” “They knew you were going to grow up and live in a trash can and be a grouch.” “They were doing some psychic typecasting,” I replied. So back to the Cookie Monster tote bag, and my sister complaining about the fairness of my parents giving her Oscar and me Cookie. (I don’t know why I’m saying current, she’s only had one so far.) She loved that stuffy and slept with him for years… (although maybe I’m mixing memories, and it wasn’t Oscar she slept with, but her current husband who could easily be called Oscar the Grouch and the name would fit.) That Christmas morning my sister’s gift area held a furry green Oscar the Grouch. (It’s true-until I was around 10, I thought all my stuffed animals secretly came to life at night and went to the kitchen to eat and talk, a sort of “Stuffy-Hootenanny.” I really wanted to participate, but I never could catch them in the act.) His mouth could open, and I stuffed a cookie in there to see if he would secretly eat it when he came to life each night while I slept, but alas, he never broke character. I gasped and wrapped my arms around Cookie’s round body, noting how soft his fur was. Santa knew me very well: my two main passions have always been cookies and books. Sitting in my gift section, with 6 kids each of us have our own gift area, is my dream gift:Ī large stuffed cookie monster with huge googly eyes that rattled when he moved and a large book filled with 5 complete novels by Edna Ferber, including Cimarron and Showboat. I run into the living room, with its orange shag carpet and plastic-covered furniture, and see immediately that my dream has come true. She continued, “It was never fair that Mom and Dad always gave you cookie monster stuff and they gave me Oscar the Grouch.”įlashback to Christmas morning: 1977. She teaches at a high school in Austin, Texas, and she explained that the school was pulling names for the teachers to win some donated items, one of which is the cookie monster tote bag. Last week, my little sister said to me, “I have my eye on a cookie monster tote bag and I’m determined to get it.” It turns out you can gain important insights into people by discussing the Muppets. ![]()
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