Memes sometimes just make my day. I wish I were one of those people who thought of them and knew how to "make" them. May have to do some research on that process. I did run across a free Meme Generator once. Will have to go back to that - if I can find it. Plus -- wish I knew how the term Meme even came to be. Guess I will look for that as well.
To get closer to today's topic -- there are two memes that are in competition for the best that I encountered this past week. This first is
Dear Winter...
Stop it. (from @anxiousandy!)
The second is a photo of a smiling Lawrence Welk with his conducting baton in hand. (I have no idea who created this meme, but it is great!) The words superimposed at the top -- "If you were forced to watch this as a child, you may be entitled to compensation." I so remember sitting on the floor in front of my Grandma Bessie's TV watching The Lawrence Welk Show on her little TV that could receive two channels on a good day, and ... cannot forget the Ed Sullivan Show while I am at it. They are not my most painful of childhood memories for sure ... but -- they are on the list. Anyway -- back to the topic -- The Welk meme dropped in and all I could hear in my head was "and a one and a two..."
Have to mention though that although I was never a Welk fan, I always wished I knew how to dance the polka. Still do. Am I alone in this? I do think I am now a bit past the point of donning a full skirt with high heels, and certainly should not attempt the swirling even in my bare feet. I missed the opportunity on that one. I will deal with it. I do know how to square dance though - or at least I used to. That was taught in fifth grade at my elementary school. It was mandatory and I was totally freaked about it. I recall that was the first time I had to dance with a boy ... back in the days when I thought all boys had cooties. His name was Harold Eddy. He did not have cooties. Odd that I can remember that and not where I put my phone. Is there a meme brewing in all of this? Perhaps....
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