The older I get, the farther away my memories seem. I don’t remember exactly how I felt on a March day in 1996 until I hear Wonderwall by Oasis. Then like a rainy day it floods through me, slamming me into a lounge chair in my mind to recount a kiss, a smell, a car drive. We should start a new series called Time Warp. Yes, there should be a Rocky Horror Post also…
One of our local radio stations, and my favorite 92.9, is very good at playing most of my favorite songs from the 90’s. I know many people are like me. Associating memories with songs.
It was like that when I watched PJ20 last night.
|which I will be watching tonight while working on my Lucky Jackson embroidery!|
|she is wayyyyyy cuter than I ever was in high school…|
|I made one for me, and one for my bff Jess! What a great model she is. we were both laughing a lot.|