Parenting OC Bloggers

           The year was 1978 and I was living in Jacksonville, Florida, in a house at the edge of a quiet residential neighborhood.  Songs from Saturday Night Fever were still in heavy rotation on the radio and I would ride through the neighborhood on my Stars-and-Stripes bicycle, singing along to the BeeGees at the top of my lungs (nobody told me that wasn’t cool, so I was in bliss).  The leaves never really change color in that part of Florida, but Halloween was only a week away and I was so excited.

I used to be really crafty. As in arts and crafty.  I have a closet full of drawers filled with glitter, pipe cleaners, googley eyes, buttons, construction paper, markers, and yes, I own a glue gun and I know how to use it.