@antedeluvian: I was so upset when I turned seven that I crossed out the word "six" and wrote in "seven".
I remember heading home after my infant school one day -- I knew that my 7th birthday party awaited me when I got home (all my friends would be in the back garden with their patents -- we woudl play games and have cake and stuff -- my mom used to spell out my age with dandylions on the grass) -- the thing was that I had had such a wondeful year being 6 that I didn;t want to be 7 because was sure that it was all going to be downhill from that point on LOL
My son Joseph and I love watching the Pawn Stars on TV (although I recall my mother being somwhat surprised to hear this when I told her during one of our weekend phone conversations). One thing that always amazes me is when someone comes in with something like a medal owned by their dad and they sell it for a pittance -- I want to shout "it was your dad's, for goodness sake"
I also like watching the Antiques Roadshow -- especially when someone discovers something they thought had only sentimental value is actually worth a fortune.
I can't imagine ever selling my Winnie-the-Pooh pencil drawings because they were a present from my mom -- but I must admit that I would live to take them to an Antiques Roadshow and have them appraised by experts. There is a niggling voice in the back of my mind saying "I wonder how much they are worth"...
My all-time favorite Winnie the Pooh line comes from the story of "How Tigger Comes to the Forest and has Breakfast". At one point, Tigger is bouncing about on the meadow where Eeyore grazes and Eeyore says to Pooh:
Could you ask your friend to do his exercises somewhere else? I shall be having lunch directly, and don't want it bounced on just before I begin. A trifling matter, and fussy of me, but we all have our little ways.
I often quote that last line after making a particularly pedantic comment or correction.
@betajet: My all-time favorite Winnie the Pooh line comes from the story of "How Tigger Comes to the Forest and has Breakfast".
I loved that one -- the way Tigger keeps on saying things like "acorns are the thing that Tiggers like best" and then finding out he was wrong.
When I was a kid I had an LP record of these stories -- I remembeer the sound effects of the wind and Tigger arriving at Pooh's house and when he tackled the tablecloth and wrestled it to the ground LOL