Once I read a book about glue... .....I couldn't put it down.

Olychick, I've been there too. I was given a choice and the description made me think it was totally doable. Not only did it hurt more than I thought it would (I had to keep telling the Doc, "I can still feel it", so he'd give me more LaLa). On top of that, I didn't like all the thoughts swimming around in my brain. Never again!

When my mom was alive she would tell me about the deer in the woods that she would see on occasion that were piebald, with mottled coats. Many years ago she also told me that there was one deer that had a white head with a normal colored body running around with the group. I never saw any of them but my friend who grew up across the street took this picture of one of the deer in front of her mom's house that is catty corner to the house I grew up in - my friend told me (when she sent the picture) that her mom had always told her that she saw these deer, she was afraid that her mother might be seeing things (she still lives at home, by herself at 93 with help) - until she saw this a few weeks ago.. I think it is cool and wanted to share! Have a great day everyone!!

Annie when I was a child we lived near Lake Michigan and the town had a public beach--with a wood see-saw and a metal slide. I remember being dragged to the beach one day by Grandma along with younger cousin. Grandma let us play a while until I climbed to the top of the metal slide and refused ( wisely) to go down. Grandma was furious and we all argued until cousin called Grandma a 'slave driver'. I don't remember if I was forced to slide down. To this day I don't understand why I wasn't allowed to back down the steps. But we all remember Michael calling Grandma a Slave Driver.