3:00 p.m. - 27 April 2003
C is for Cookie
C is for Cookie
That's good enough for me.
Actually, in a moment of whimsy last night, I did a search for a record that I listened to a bazillion times when I was a kid: "Big Bird discovers the orchestra." And there's a place online that has it, for the low, low price of $46. It's actually kind of cool -- what they do is find a dealer who has the record on vinyl, have it shipped to them, convert it to CD, and send you both the record and the CD. This doesn't violate copyright, since you are allowed to have a copy of an item you already own.
What I need to do is send this information to my mother with a strongly worded hint that I'd love to get this for my birthday, since I'm pretty sure I originally received the record as a birthday present. It was either my 5th or 6th birthday, and I got the "Jungle Book" soundtrack at the same time. That one I still have, and it's still playable, but I made the unfortunate mistake of leaving Big Bird in my car one afternoon and it warped. I was very sad, as well as mad at myself for destroying it in the first place. Somehow I don't think Mom was as upset as I was, since she listened to it a bazillion times, too.
When I went to visit Mom and Dad in February, the big impetus for going was that they were planning to clean out the attic, so we needed to claim anything that we wanted or it was going to Goodwill. I brought home two boxes of books (because I just don't have enough!), as well as various and sundry other things that belonged to me, like a small rocking chair and the puppets that I always took babysitting. We all stood around the dining room table and each item or box was offered up for bid. At the time, I thought we'd covered everything that was in the attic.
When Lee and I were down a couple of weeks ago, we discovered my sister's deception. One of the things that was in the attic was my Sesame Street playset. I'm trying to think how to describe it: there are plastic roofs and bases, and heavy cardboard sides that slot into them. Each of the sides has a detailed scene, so you can figure out which ones go together. The houses and shops (and here's a clue as to how old it is: Mr. Hooper is shown in his store) all had three sides, so you could put the characters inside them if you wanted. The characters and other items, like bushes, the mail box, and the "Sesame Street" signpost, have little plastic bases with a slot so that they stand up. I wish I had a picture of it, because I'm not sure if this description makes sense.
Anyway, this never came up when we cleaned out the attic. Mom told me why: Jennifer was the one putting things up for grabs, and when she saw the box that had this, she just set it aside and didn't tell anyone. She's since set it up in my niece's room and she plays with it. I told her she could borrow it for now, but I would eventually want it back: it's still in very good condition, and it's well over 20 years old now. And it's mine, dammit.
This has been an entry for AlphaBytes. I'm working my way through the alphabet backwards just because I can.
