It seems like just yesterday I was riding my bike down to the “far away” carry-out in Point Place so that I could “make-my-own-slushie” and add like 30 pumps of blueberry without the lady behind the counter looking.
It seems like just yesterday I was saving up money and licking little CD stickers and pasting them to an order form so that I could join my first mail-order, “music club.”
It seems like just yesterday that I learned to drive in the Target parking lot; expertly putting the car in drive instead of reverse. (I still need to apologize to that little Neon I “tapped”.)
It seems like just yesterday I pierced my belly button… my tongue… and my nose…
Where does the time go?
It seems like just yesterday…
As the delectable Truvy says in my favorite splurge-of-a-movie, Steel Magnolias:
“Honey, time marches on and eventually you realize it is marchin’ across your face. “