Matt and I decided to go on a cheap date and snuck some tacos into Toy Story 3. I saw the first two in theater and everyone said this was really good so I figured I ought to finish of the trilogy.
Oh my God that movie broke my heart. we were both in tears by the end. And walking out of the theater we couldn't help but wonder what became of our old childhood toys.
I still have three of mine- Shannon, a rag doll with yellow yarn pigtails that I named after me because it was the only name I knew at the time, Betty, a teddy bear who still sleeps on my bed, and Freckles, a porcelain clown doll. They go with me wherever I move.
The rest I'm not so sure of their fate, and that makes me feel bad now! I left a bunch at home when I moved out for my younger sisters to deal with. They've surely been Goodwilled by now. Hopefully not trashed. I made some of them myself, like a ballerina dolly and a family of ducks all named after cartoon characters. There was a teddy bear in a green dress I got from and named after a grandma who died a few years ago. I wonder where she is.
For Christmas this year I gave my younger sister two of her toys from when she was a kid. She left them at dad's house and I had no money to give her anything else, so I wrapped them up. She said it was the best broke college kid re-gifting anyone's ever gotten. Shes 25. I hope her dollies are happy with her again =)
Hows Wolfie, Mouse? That little collie toy you loved so much? That was his name, right?
And everyone else? Where are your old toys?

So heres something just for fun, to get everyone typing.

Whats the worst date you've ever been on?

to start it off, heres mine:
I must have been about 14 or 15, and the guy's name was Jamie. This was during a time when every single guy I knew wanted to do it to my best friend, Jane, who was petite and pretty and had stunning blue eyes and was very naive. Or maybe she knew exactly what she was doing- I don't know, but the point is, this guy was no exception, he didn't have a lick of interest in me, but Jane told him he should date me (I guess she was being generous, passing her rejected boys off onto me) and so he did.
So I get all dolled up, makeup and hair, wearing those giant panties that flatten your tummy so I look cute in my casual dress, and I'm pretty sure I look great. He shows up, and we get in his car. There, he drives me to the Burger King. He orders for me without asking what I want, and gets me something I HATE. I tell him I don't like that, so we park in the BK parking lot and he eats it while I sip the soda, the only thing he got that I could tolerate. In the parking lot, he meets one of his friends, and for the next hour, I sit in the car with that damned soda while he chats it up with his friend. Afterward, he drives me home, where Jane shows up, and he proceeds to flirt with her for the rest of the evening.

Yeah so thats a fun story. lol its actually pretty funny when I think back on it. What an asshole.