The weather man has called for snow and possibly ice. Which means the mad rush to the grocery store has already begun. Being a New Yorker I find this quite comical. No bread, milk or batteries in the whole city. It also means that if you are wise, you will either stay inside or take the bus ( If they are still running). These people cannot drive.

Why was the neighbor hating on the little girl's lemonade stand?
Here are my theories:
1) Neighbor planned to have a lemonade stand herself
2) Neighbor has bad memories of no one buying her lemonade as a child
3) Neighbor thinks lemonade stand brings a bad element to the neighborhood
4) Neighbor works for the I.R.S. and wants these monies reported
5) Neighbor is protecting the unaware buyer because the lemons aren't fresh and could cause serious problems after drinking
6) Neighbor is unstable and full or hater-ade
7) Neighbor didn't have 50 cent to buy a cup and she was really thristy
8) Neighbor thinks the little girl is really in some secret cult
9) Neighbor is part of a secret organization that monitors neighborhood lemonade stands
10) Neighbor needs a damn life...leave the kid alone!

Hope you read this....

[ Tue Jun 10, 09:03:00 PM | Wendy S | edit ]
Okay...I'm singing the Welcome Back Kotter theme to myself. So what if some of you don't remember the words! What a week! I went back to NY to finalize my grandmother's affairs. It's strange talking to her and seeing her this way.I might as well be a stranger. She still has the fire though. The very spirit I always admired in her. I keep thinking I will go over my parents house and everything will be as it was and she will say" Wendy come here, remember when".... But it's not going to happen. I guess I will have to accept that... In time. Going back to the Bronx was a trip. I haven't been to the old hood in many moons. It's funny everything in that world looked so big to me as a child. Now it's- I wish I could explain it ( I should be able to being I call myself a writer)...but the old saying as much as things change they remain the same is true.

Okay...I'm singing the Welcome Back Kotter theme to myself. So what if some of you don't remember the words! What a week! I went back to NY to finalize my grandmother's affairs. It's strange talking to her and seeing her this way.I might as well be a stranger. She still has the fire though. The very spirit I always admired in her. I keep thinking I will go over my parents house and everything will be as it was and she will say" Wendy come here, remember when".... But it's not going to happen. I guess I will have to accept that... In time. Going back to the Bronx was a trip. I haven't been to the old hood in many moons. It's funny everything in that world looked so big to me as a child. Now it's- I wish I could explain it ( I should be able to being I call myself a writer)...but the old saying as much as things change they remain the same is true.