BLOWING BUBBLES
Okay - Here it goes. Blog #1 - go easy on me people, late coming to the party and didn't bring any chips and dip. Totally out of my comfort zone. Okay - enough with the disclaimers. I feel so new at this, like I am a little kid all over again, blowing bubbles on the back stoop of my parents home in the early 60's. We didn't have two nickels to rub together as they say, but I was happy blowing bubbles on a hot summer day in my hat, and patten leather shoes. Mom would give me a cup with dish soap and I would make bubbles as long as the stuff would last. I still like to blow bubbles. I think they are fun to watch - then try and see how far one can rise without popping, or catch one and reblow into it to make it bigger and let it go - floating up - then "POP"! Then start again. Does it get any simpler than that? I think not.