When I was in grade school there was a program called Officer Friendly through the police department. An officer or two came into the classroom and gave us safety tips. In those days, a lot of children walked to school so he talked about crossing at the corner, not talking to strangers, etc. They were very careful not to scare us. One of the tips was to never approach a strange car and never accept candy. They drilled it into us that we were never, ever to get in a car with anyone we didn't know.
I was a crossing guard in 5th or 6th grade. A man offered me candy and offered to drive me to school -- 1 block away. I ran and as he drove away, I wrote his license plate number on my arm. The nice policemen came and honored me with a little certificate a few days later.
The other day I was driving to the lake. Just me and the dog cruising along... Apparently, we were cruising a little too fast because we were pulled over. The officer had so much fun petting and chatting with the dog that he decided a ticket wasn't necessary.
I'm grateful to my big, black dog for the diversion. I'm also grateful to Officer Friendly.
Showing posts with label awards. Show all posts
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Sunday, July 1, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Awards
It's nice to be honored with an award. I've been there myself a time or two. I'm surrounded by friends and family who are regularly bestowed with kudos, certificates, plaques and trophies. All well deserved. I wonder where they put them all.
I fantasize about winning a Pulitzer. My speech is ready.
Award shows are one of my many addictions. The Academy Awards, The Grammy's, People's Choice and the Emmy's -- just to name a few. I like the clothes, the skits, the speeches and the musical acts. I like to curl up in my bathrobe with phone in hand. I know one of my girlfriends will call and say, "What is she wearing? Who did that to her hair? Doesn't she have a stylist?" We're brutal and that's half the fun.
When my girlfriend's daughter was in preschool, she was given the award of "Best Eater." Her mother explained to her that this was probably not the award she wants to aspire to later in life.
I fantasize about winning a Pulitzer. My speech is ready.
Award shows are one of my many addictions. The Academy Awards, The Grammy's, People's Choice and the Emmy's -- just to name a few. I like the clothes, the skits, the speeches and the musical acts. I like to curl up in my bathrobe with phone in hand. I know one of my girlfriends will call and say, "What is she wearing? Who did that to her hair? Doesn't she have a stylist?" We're brutal and that's half the fun.
When my girlfriend's daughter was in preschool, she was given the award of "Best Eater." Her mother explained to her that this was probably not the award she wants to aspire to later in life.
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