Those giant sugar cookies?
I remember being about 5, and engaging in one of my favorite activies of the time; chucking rocks at cars driving by my house.
I was none too smart I guess, because I stood right in front of my house to do it.
I mean, I was 5, and a girl, I never actually hit any of the cars I aimed at.....
except this one time.
I flang the rock, heard a bag, then car brakes screech. Boy, was that lady mad. If I had any presence of mind I would have said "Hey lady, I'm just as surprised by all this as you are."
Anyway, she asked me if I threw a rock.
Do you live in that house?
I remember turning around to look, as if I was suddenly in fron of Doreen Iekners house (my friend).
Then you go right in that house and tell your mother what you're doing.
And in I go to do just that.
My mother had just come back from the store and said "Here, I bought you one of those big sugar cookies" It just didn't seem like the time to bring up the car incident.
I never liked those cookies in the first place. I remember standing in the living room, looking with one eye through the slit where the draperies met, waiting for that woman to show up to find out it I followed through. I stood there holding that damn cookie I didn't even want. I think I ate it as penance.