Grown-up Uses for Your Favorite Childhood Toys

If you are anything like me you are spending the summer at home and your hoarders-obsessed mom is demanding that you clean out your childhood closet.  Not only is this a total pain, there are memories attached to all the things you grew up with. You can’t get rid of them without feeling like you’re betraying a part of yourself. This dilemma can go one of two ways:

1. You can call an ultimatum and tell your mom that you are not getting rid of anything unless she ends her attachment to shoulder-padded 80’s blazers (this won’t end well) or

2. You can throw her a curveball by finding room for your childhood toys in your life.  Here are some creative, grown-up ways to use the toys in your life. Read More »


AOL Screenname Memories

aol.jpgI remember when I got America Online for the first time. I was in second grade and acquired the coveted CD Rom disk from my best friend’s dad. We were the first two kids in school who had it. This was before AOL was called AOL, before it offered unlimited use, before cable modems, hell, it was before Buddy Lists existed!

Yes, I realize I’m totally dating myself here.

Anyways, AOL was the coolest thing ever back then and your screenname said a lot about you. Especially to all those random “friends” you made in the AOL chatrooms. You know you joined me in “I Love Nickelodeon 65″; don’t lie.

I changed my screenname more often than I changed my clothes (I was a little tom boyish back then…and changing my SN wasn’t a big deal when I had 2 friends online). First it was SpiceGrl321, then Whateva321, then DiamondBaby. Then I had TenTap for awhile. It was a combination of my favorite pastimes – tennis and tap – as well as an online best friend necklace with my two besties who had TenDan (tennis and dance), and TenAno (tennis and piano). We were so cool.

In highschool – when my BFFs became BFNs (best friends for never) – I switched it up to something a little more mature that I knew I could hold onto for awhile. Because, you know, BeanieBaby1000 would be a little embarassing for anyone over the age of 12. Read More »