cuddle up

in an effort to entertain myself while procrastinating this afternoon (procrastination is hard work! it can get boring after awhile if you don’t know how to occupy your time), i ended up at the official care bears website. i didn’t actually have a lot of care bears as a kid. in fact, i don’t even remember if i actually saw any of the movies, and i know i wasn’t a frequent watcher of the show. but i did have a care bears towel which i loved. it had a rainbow that flowed from top to bottom and five of the care bears were sliding down it holding up their little paws with the heart prints.

i never even knew the care bears well enough to have a favorite one, but today i wouldn’t know which one to pick! i appreciate bedtime bear for obvious reasons. even though he’s sleepy during the day, he encourages friend bear to overcome her fear of the dark and at night he helps everyone sleeps and gives them sweet dreams. but i also really like wish bear b/c she has a shooting star and she helps wishes come true and her fur is aqua. but i feel like i should be loyal to share bear b/c she’s lavender and apparently “gets distracted by the strangest things at the worst times.” i feel her on that!

what i never noticed was the underlying romantic twist on the care bear social scene. share bear has a crush on funshine bear and love-a-lot bear has a crush on tenderheart. and on top of all that, there was some “relationship challenegs” around the love-a-lot round table (which was actually shaped like a heart) between bears playing tricks on each other and teasing each other and good luck bear’s powers don’t even work when he’s around cheer bear! what drama!

i did have a lot of popples though. they rolled up inside out and had different color hair and ear and really big pom-pom tails. i had party, who was all kinds of pink and liked to, well, party. i had p.c., whose apparently was the big gun popple, but i always considered him party’s second in command. and i had potato chip, who was smaller and not as furry, but still cute and made me think it was okay to eat potato chips, but my mom never went for that one. i had a mini pocket popple model of pretty bit which was my favorite b/c it was purple and i could take it wherever i went, including church, although i brought a fair share of full-sized stuffed animals to sunday school in my day. according to the website, pretty bit also liked to write poetry. finally, when my brother was born, my parents gave me a baby popple named bibsy (although i remember calling her cribsy…but that may have been an oversight directly resulting from the emotional confusion of giving birth to a child.) wow, that was quite a big collection! popples were good for hugging.

quote of the day: “if this is how life is supposed to be, i will have none of it.” – danny

love always, em locke