Friday Flashback - The Ladybug Picnic

This tune has been swimming around in my brain for a couple of days now so I had to go find it on Youtube. It's amazing what one remembers from childhood. Sesame Street had some very, very talented people.

A delight for both the young and the young-at-heart:

The Ladybug Picnic



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Friday Video - People Who Understand You

I enjoy meeting new people and getting to know them. The give and take of exchanging ideas energizes me. I love learning new things and new points of view. However, sometimes I want to surround myself with people who understand me so I don't have to explain why I am the way I am or why I think the way I think. It's just easier and more comfortable spending time with those kind of folks.

Yesterday Hubby and I were watching Two and a Half Men. Charlie was putting the moves on Jake's teacher, Miss Pasturnak. He was smooching her up and called her by her first name, Dolores. She looked at him with an sexy, come-hither look and said, "Oh, call me Miss Pasturnak."

Hubby and I looked at each other and said in unison, "Stiffler's Mom!" Then we laughed because we both "got it" without any further explanation. We both understood what the other was thinking, the background of the comment, and that the thought popped into our heads at the same moment and for the same reason. That's why I love him so.

My INTPs get my dry wit humor that no one else in the universe understands, not even Hubby. Hat gets my inner child. Uncle Buck gets my southerness. Kimberly Ann gets my inner Domestic Goddess. These are my on-line sanctuaries and confessors where I retreat when the world is whomping up on me. I find comfort there. Thank god for the Internet.

This Mastercard commercial is one of my all-time favorites. These three little geeky boys have stolen my heart. I get them.