This n that...

This:
isn't a post of artwork or a another  hilarious "I ran over my foot with my own car" story.
I'm watching (well the TV is on) the closing evening of the Olympics. Won't even mention the CAN vs USA Hockey game. There were a lot of emotional moments this year...beginning with the death of a Georgian, the death of one of the skaters' mom, and ok, I gotta say it...the loss to CAN in the Hockey game. That was a low!.
It brought a lot of emotional highs and lows to mind, but one that stands out as of this week.

Recently, a long lost cousin had "found" us again! Which is definitely a high! Mom and I sifted through boxes of photos so that she could "find" her childhood again.
*can I just interrupt this post for a moment to get up on my soapbox and yell at the top of my lungs the following PSA?
Peoples! Write the who/what/when on the back of your photos...NOW please!

Ok, back to our scheduled blubbering (and the RE-opening of the Olympics, eh?)

Anyhoot...as we were looking through the gazillion photos of non-persona peoples, we finally found quite of few of my cousin...she was as cute as a button. I can't wait to send them off to her to share with her kids. I remembered things about her childhood that weren't exactly "normal". No one childhood is the same as another. But I do think that children can either be a product of their environment or rise above it inspite of the lemons.

When I tell ya I grew with "I Love Lucy" as a mom, yea...I'm a product of that environment.
And I think of my cousin and how she has not only made a lot of lemonade, but it's a pretty sweet batch at that.

That: is the ultimate high.