My inspiration for this post came from my dear, longtime blogging friend, Debbie @ Musings by an ND Domer's Mom, who is not only a gifted...

As bloggers, I’m sure you’ve all experienced when you’ve been thinking about posting on a topic, and simultaneously one of your blogging buddies has been thinking about the same thing.
This happened to me last week, when I went over to visit my buddy Jeff, and saw that he had created an AWESOME award graphic (which is the photo you see at the head of this post).
Isn’t it the BOMB?
So first, I would like to thank you Jeff for your creative genius, and for also passing it forward to us. And lastly, for giving me the perfect photo for this post!
Please stop over to see Jeff. The man is so gifted with words!
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Now…let’s talk about Cracker Jack!
Not only do enjoy the taste of caramel popcorn, but even more so…I enjoy getting the little prize that’s buried deep within the box.
I always feel like a little kid digging for gold!
However, in the past several years, I’ve noticed that the prizes have gotten pretty uneventful.
(oooh…do think it could possibly be that I’m getting older?)
There was a time when I remember getting an actual TOY inside.
*Like a little plastic car that you could snap together.
*A ring.
*A lick and stick book of tattoo’s.
*A plastic magnifying glass.
*A charm.
*A time-share in Cancun.
Now I ask you, “What the hell happened to the Cracker Jack prizes?”
The last few times I purchased a box, the prize always seems to be the same…
*A little square piece of cardboard with a sticker on it.
Whoop dee doo!
So tell me folks….
Do you think I should just say, “Fuck the prize…and switch to Fiddle Faddle?”

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