Playing Opossum

Friday, September 26, 2003
Kathy's post reminded me of something I used to do when I was a little girl...when I was still small enough that my daddy could carry me! When we would go somewhere and arrive home late I would pretend that I fell asleep in the back seat. When we got home daddy wouldn't "wake" me, so I would get carried inside the house. Most of the time I would jump up as soon as we walked in the door and daddy would say, "You little turkey (that's what he called me...other than MishMish). You were playing opossum!!" And I would laugh hysterically b/c I had fooled him.

Looking back, though, I believe that daddy knew all along that I was pretending. I don't know why I hadn't thought about it until now.

My daddy was gone a lot when I was a little girl - so I really have more memories of doing things with my mother. I also remember being able to lie on the back dash of our car - we had an LTD Crown Victoria - and I would look up at the starts and see the constellations or the moon (my father's sailed the ocean his whole life so he taught me some of the constellations) and say, "I wonder if daddy is looking at the same stars I am looking at?"

Thanks for the reminder Kathy! That was a good memory to end the day on!!!

I hope you all have a great weekend!