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Well, it turns out I have my very own "Brave Little Toaster" :D .........................
I saved it! This toaster pictured above was inches away from the trash can, but I rescued it! It still works! This toaster was the toaster my parent's had when I was just a little girl.
I was standing on my tip toes to reach the button to toast my bread....... and my baby sister...... did the same just a few short years after me. I swear my parents probably never cleaned this old thing.
I was at Dad and Penny's house the other night and Penny said she was going to throw it out (even though it still worked) because it was old and the handle was broken. My heart shed a tear for the poor old thing....I jumped in front of it screaming at her "NO!!!! are you crazy!!! this is my childhood!!!!" We all laughed but then I really didn't have the heart to see it be thrown away in the trash.
My Dad has remodeled the entire house on 12898 Danya Dr. He has remodeled everything from the outside air conditioner unit stand to the ceilings painted throughout the house. There is hardly a single thing left in that house from his life before.... or our life before. The house looks amazing, but it doesn't feel like home to me anymore. All of the things that were from my childhood in that house have either been tossed out or put away in the hot attic. It's quite sad when I think of it like that.....but then again what am I expecting him to do....live with all that and not move on......I could never ask him to do that nor would I want him to. It's just one of those things in life.............
Any how, I decided I was taking this toaster home. If you have ever seen the movie "The Brave Little Toaster," then you will know this was one brave little toaster. When my Dad pulled it out of the cabinet it was still in the same place it had been, hidden away, for all those years at Danya. My Dad had all of the old cabinets pulled out and new ones resided where the old ones used to be. That tells me that at some point my Dad had to take that toaster out of the old cabinets and put it back into the new ones. I wonder if he thought about it........ I wonder if it made him remember the way it made me.......
I brought it home and cleaned it. I cried like a baby the whole time thinking that I might be washing away Katy's finger prints from when she was four years old, or my mother's. I know I am a loser....... but it just made me sad. Well, considering it's age...... I think it looks pretty darn good.............
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