A few weeks ago, we were surfing through the channels on one of the many snowy weekends we’ve had this cold winter, and came across the animated show “Davey and Goliath”. My husband and I both remembered the show from our childhood, and decided to watch.
“Davey and Goliath” is a television series that is so different from what you see in animated programs today…cute, entertaining, and full of positive, moral input to fill the mind instead of the “mindless” entertainment children are exposed on many, not all, television programs today. Okay, so maybe I am a little…or a lot…old fashioned:-)
DVD’s of this classic program are available now, fully restored and remastered - 4 DVD’s with 450 minutes of Davey, Goliath, and their family and friends. The price is under $20! You can’t beat that, and I’ll bet that your young children will enjoy them…and maybe blog one day about their memories.
Yes, this is us, the picture taken in the fall of 1978, a little over 30 years ago, so this is our 30th Valentines Day together. We went back and forth on that a bit today, me thinking it was 31 years, and he reminding me no, it was 30, as we took a quiet country drive and stopped at some spots along the way that have become part of our memories. Memories are a wonderful thing about being with the same person for so many years, you have more and more of them that bind you together if you have built a good relationship.
I got my beautiful single red rose, something hubby gives me each year, and a few other little more intimate, sweet secret things that have become special to us as a couple, those little things that are private, and bind us simply because they are nobody’s business but out own. He got his candy that he loves, and we shared time together riding, talking, stopping to eat along the way. We chose a simple place to eat, and as we went in I thought, I wonder how many others will be spending Valentines Day so simply…not trying to impress one another…just enjoying one another…as I looked around I saw many couples of all ages and of kinds. The older ones didn’t need to speak a lot, they were content just to be together. There were very young couples who didn’t know one another as well, talking, and gazing into one another’s eyes. Then there were those in between who shared their evening together with a little one, maybe they couldn’t get a babysitter. The beauty of relationship was all around.
As the years go by, my husband and I learn to treasure each other more, and to thank God for the gift of our relationship with one another.
It’s the anniversary of the Beatles unforgettable arrival to America…at least unforgettable to someone my age. I remember so clearly sitting in the Chapel of the private school I was going to, (I feel like I’ve shared this before…Deja Vu?? I’ll have to check.) Anyway, the girls were all abuzz about these guys called the Beatles who were coming to America. They were already popular in England, and one of their songs, “I Want to Hold Your Hand” was already a hit here in the USA. That was my first introduction to what would become a phenomena, watching girls faint, cry and scream hysterically on television, so loudly that you couldn’t even hear the music. My own collection of Beatle Cards and crush on Paul McCartney, the “cute Beatle”…reading all the vital statistics about each one of the Beatles on the back of those cards. Listening to their songs on my first Transistor Radio.
Enjoy again the arrival of the Beatles, thanks to the person who contributed this to YouTube, arriving February 7th, 1964 in Kennedy Airport from Heathrow:
I remember the Christmas…or was it birthday? when my sister got an Easy Bake Oven. She is 8 years younger than I am, so it was one of the earliest models. The first models were like what you see pictured on the cover of the book featured in this post, and turquoise in color.
I have to admit I felt a little envious….and probably did all I could to have a chance to cook something with her little oven, at least once. Toys were getting pretty advanced at this point, I mean an oven that you could actually bake miniature little cakes in with small bakewear and utensils….all from the heat of a light bulb, kind of amazing when you think about it…and I imagine the safety restrictions on the newer Easy Bake Ovens are a zillion times stricter now…it’s amazing we all survived to this point without all the toy safety restrictions they have now:-)
Once you had one of these ovens, you had to buy your cake, frosting, and cookie mixes from then on. I can remember each of us in our family of 6 getting a teeny tiny piece of whatever my sister baked. I don’t remember whether it tasted that good, but it’s just another memory from times gone by that pops into the head, that leads to other memories.
A few weeks ago, we were surfing through the channels on one of the many snowy weekends we’ve had this cold winter, and came across the animated show “Davey and Goliath”. My husband and I both remembered the show from our childhood, and decided to watch.
Yes, this is us, the picture taken in the fall of 1978, a little over 30 years ago, so this is our 30th Valentines Day together. We went back and forth on that a bit today, me thinking it was 31 years, and he reminding me no, it was 30, as we took a quiet country drive and stopped at some spots along the way that have become part of our memories. Memories are a wonderful thing about being with the same person for so many years, you have more and more of them that bind you together if you have built a good relationship. 