I know everyone has probably already completed the binge, but I discovered last week that I may not be able to complete the second season of Stranger Things. I guess I'm just too precious for some things. And it kinda breaks my heart too because I friggin love those kids! It's a great show......creative......well-written.....wonderfully acted.......but it's just too upsetting to watch what these kids go through. And from episode to episode, I can't decide which kid breaks my heart more. That and the slimy vines wrapping around people and climbing through Will. And also, on the Buzzfeed's "Which Stranger Things Kid Are You?" of course I got Will. Maybe I'm just identifying too closely this season. I'll just hear about it later like I have with GoT and WD. Missing those never hurt me much either.
This story might take a minute to tell. Bear with me. When my sister and I were little girls, my mother took us to a large baptist church in town. Even as a child, I never remember feeling welcome there. But I do remember the lovely older couple that kept my Sunday School class. They gave us saltines and kool-aid, and I remember thinking they would be nice grandparents to have. At Christmastime, the Sunday School class was set to have a random gift exchange. Every child was supposed to bring a gift that could be exchanged with any other child.....no specific gift designations. I received the gift of an Avon 7 bead necklace which was very popular at the time. I loved it so much and was thrilled to have it! I was somewhere between 5 and 7 at the time. (Back in the 1970's and 80's, Avon was a cosmetic company that was also known for it's inexpensive jewelry. I couldn't find a price on what this necklace would have cost back then, but apparently there is a lot of inte