Robin Fortin IPA

Love it! Dropped the mobile and running after you now_{!!!..left the car keys on the table..left the front door open and the front gate swinging…kicking the fallen autumn leaves as i go..ahhh what bliss}! Back to reality…um..This is cool~!

love it! that’s great!

sounds perfect !!

Great spiel. So easy to relate to as we’ve all been ‘there’ and are now ‘here’.
The irony is we couldn’t wait to ‘grow up’ during those younger, more simple years.

M&M’s are money in this house!!
All chocolate is a form of currency.

(remembering chasing sticks leaves whatever down the curb after a good rain or dad just wahing the car.)
oh to be 8

i returned all my credit cards to the bank a year ago after a cataclysmic lack of adult responsibility.. i wish i could return the rest, the car keys, the cheque book that bridges the gap between the “more days in the month than there is money in the bank” , writimg a cheque, it’s like that Jerry Seinfeld routine, like handing the cashier a note from your mum, “simon doesn’t have any money today but he will be ok for next week, please take his cheque, i’l vouch for him”. I suffer cruciate embarrassment whenever i resort to writing cheques as they really are redundant.. the last refuge of the financially insecure.

I sometimes wonder how i got this far and then add some perspective and realise that all i’m doing is living in a treehouse and keeping the world out by rolling up the rope ladder. I am 8 Robin in so many ways.. but tomorrow, somebody will rely on me to keep em out of jail and, in my tie, i will bridge the gap by the most spectacular bluff and tricksterism, something we call adulthood.

Lovely post Robin!

I’m coming with you! I’ll meet you there! ;>)

Love it!

Awww,, if only:)

LOVE IT, ROBIN!

LMAO that was very good and funny, I think we have all had daus like this!

I still believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow – and I’m well past 8!!

clap your hands if you believe. CLAP CLAP CLAP

Thats the spirit sweetp …; – )!

Is there room for one more in your world? I wanna come and play!

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Cool!

Hey Robin, you just have to let me come with you. I love dropping Poo sticks in the water so they floot under the bridge and we see who’s the winner. Let me come , let me come, let me come, are we there yet, are we there yet??

Great words Robin. I think we all wish this at some point in our lives. Mail me if you want to..

nice concept….life does have a way of catching up with you though…. Let us know how it works out….lol….btw… “what’s for dinner?”....”do I have to?”

Fantastic, I’m coming to play too!!!

I’ve got the rope – who has a tree? We’ll rig up a swing and see who can go the highest! (CLAP CLAP CLAP)

Need another friend to play with? I will be right there!!! can we go to the beach to play in the sand and water??? My Mom said I could!

Click your heals 3 times and consider it Done!

did we grow up? I must have missed the note passed in class ~ no one told me it was time to leave the playground ;) totally loved it Robin ~ as the child inside and out celebrates every word xx

You have no idea how that title just scared the crap out of me. LOLOLOL!!!!! I resigned a long, long time ago – somewhere around the age of 22.

I resigned from adult hood years ago! Its not much fun. Why should young ‘uns have all the fun.

I didn’t know Robin but after just reading that she’s passed away and then reading this has made me cry.
She’s now making ripples in the water with skimming stones and then lying under the big oak tree.
Rest in Peace sister of the world.
Sending you my prayers, love and good thoughts.
xo

Brilliant! I want to do those things too!