Today's highlights included having a couple of beers with the Mister at our local dive bar (called, naturally, Dive Bar, but I should do a gay night there and call it Diva Bar for the evening, just because it'd be funny) and then going to Duane Reade to pick up chips for the evening and finding holy moly super discount prices on Easter candy (70% off!) and on rubber ducks with bunny ears (writing this makes me wonder why didn't we pick up a couple? argh!) and four little windup toys - two rabbits and two chicks. Once we got home and as we cooked, I made a line out of blue gaffers tape and had a windup toy deathmatch. Ultimately, naturally, one of the rabbits won. The chicks just list right and aren't really any good in a race (it's like they're not even trying!).
If I can ever get the Magic Flip Pup I bought 25 years ago to work again, I will have to pit the rabbit and the dog against each other. Sure, the dog is bigger but he only barks and flips, so while he's bigger, he's not necessarily going to win a race (he WILL win in the cuteness contest though as you can see in the picture).
Why do I have a Magic Flip Pup? Well, I bought the Flip Pup as a present for my then newborn nephew in 1994 because I liked it and it made noise. You'd have to know my family to know why this was The Perfect present for my nephew's dad, but suffice to say it was totes perfs. It was my go to 'need to make myself feel better' toy (I later would transfer my nervous energy habit to an orange yo yo someone gave me ... I played with that thing nearly daily for over 15 years until it broke last year. It had the tenacity of the batteries inside the radio on Gilligan's Island!)
Anyway, if you had a Flip Pup, you would know why it was a cure-all. I remember I found it in some bin in a toy store in some mall in LA, I think, and it was all of $5. If you're looking for something to get me because you have run out of things to get for yourself, I'll take one, pleaseandthankyouverymuch. Of course, I'm kidding. Please just send the $5. Kidding again. (My lawyer tells me that I am obligated to say this). :)
Anyway, this evening I wandered around social media for a couple hours while the Mister watched the final two episodes of The Handmaiden's Tale. I figured it'd be too much of a bummer for me and he confirms that this is true. I love Elizabeth Moss, however so maybe one day I'll brave it. Maybe when it feels as though we're not actually living in the world of The Handmaiden's Tale.
I've just re-read the above and it sounds as though my life is very boring, but, you know, there have been times, and some not that long ago, when I wasn't sure how I'd get through another day. I'm a little more hopeful now and grateful for being in a better enough place where I have the bandwidth to even have fun with a silly thing like creating a wind up toy race and sitting online on a Saturday night. I expect an email soon from the CIA or NSA or Cambridge Analytics telling me to spice up my life as they have become bored with tapping my phone, email and social networks.
Have a good night all and if you're reading this on Sunday, hope you have a great day with your Sunday things!