So here we go.
First movie I can remember loving?
What's not to love? A bunch of misfits trying to save their homes, pirates, booby traps, One Eyed Willie, and the Truffle Shuffle!
Goonies never say die.
"...booty traps." "You mean booby traps?" "Yeah, that's what I said, booby traps."
This is a bit more telling on my age, but my first love here is Chicago.
There is this deep seated need in my to have people like me, and I take things very personally when they don't. And when my temper flairs, you'd swear I was a carrot top like Anne.
My first love might have been Gilbert Blythe. But my mother tells a story of catching me kissing a boy named Shawn outside my dad's Chiropractic office when I was in Kindergarten. I don't remember this, but there you go.
There were lots of crushes throughout my years, but I got lucky enough to marry and hold onto my first REAL love.
|Still my favorite photo|
|Year 1-young, fit, hiking the Y|
|A bit older, rounder, but still happy to be together.|