(what’s with my stance?)
Since I succumbed to the spreading company virus, I parked myself on the couch as soon as I got home from work last night. I swear my couch has curative powers. Even without the writers striking, Tuesday nights aren’t the best nights for TV so I flipped to OnDemand to try and find something worth watching. I was about to give up when something caught my eye. There, in the Encore movie section, was one of the greatest movies ever created. Yes, I’m talking about the Care Bears Movie. This was the movie that made me stick out my 5 year old belly and yell, “Care Bear Stare!” It also introduced the Care Bear Cousins thus requiring me to beg my parents for even more stuffed animals. (I think convinced them to get my Gentle Heart Lamb and Bright Heart Racoon–A trip to the attic will confirm). This movie also has a pimp soundtrack. I’d suggest trying to get a copy of it.
So now I’m thinking about all of the toys I used to have such as Sylvanian Family, My Little Pony, Strawberry Shortcake, etc. I think I need to go raid my parents attic. I’m sure they’ll LOVE that when they are trying to pack up and move!
