{"id":238,"date":"2008-01-24T20:36:19","date_gmt":"2008-01-25T01:36:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/?p=238"},"modified":"2008-01-24T20:52:27","modified_gmt":"2008-01-25T01:52:27","slug":"were-called-pipas-the-pipas-show","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/2008\/01\/24\/were-called-pipas-the-pipas-show\/","title":{"rendered":"we’re called pipas, the pipas show"},"content":{"rendered":"

It has been brought to my attention that yesterday’s post was a little sad sack. Sorry! I didn’t mean for it to sound like all my childhood summers were lame.<\/p>\n

Due to my advanced age I can’t remember exactly what we did the summer after my first grade. But my sibs were toddler-n-infant-aged at that point and the house we lived in had a freakishly giant yard, so I probably did spend a fair amount of time playing outside.<\/p>\n

One thing we used to do every summer is spend some time at the shore. My dad’s aunt lived in Ventnor, NJ (buy Atlantic Avenue and Marvin Gardens for the monopoly<\/a>!) year-round. Visiting Aunt Peggy was always a good time. Often my slightly older cousins were there, too, and it was fun to raise a ruckus with them.<\/p>\n

Aunt Peggy had a big old house with an awesome attic crammed with all kinds of stuff. She did not care one whit if we kids went up there and rummaged around, so rummage we did. I think I scored some nice stuff from the attic when I was older for a dollhouse* I built on the shelves of my bedroom closet.<\/p>\n

* Jonathan wants me to add something about my using board game pieces with a flat base and tall pointy part as lamps, with toothpaste caps as lampshades, in my dollhouse, because I am still so totally impressed with my childhood self for inventing it**. So now I have!<\/p>\n

** N.B. I don’t actually think I invented this — it just seems too obvious. But a quick Googling hasn’t found any images, so I can’t show you how obvious it is. Sorry!<\/p>\n

She also had a garage stuffed with bikes, hula hoops, jump ropes, and more sand toys than you’ve ever seen. The weirdest was this funky tricycle with no handlebars. Kind of unicycle-ish, except it was more about balancing left to right than up and down and left and right. Man, did I ever feel like hot doody when I learned to ride the no-hands trike, seriously!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It has been brought to my attention that yesterday’s post was a little sad sack. Sorry! I didn’t mean for it to sound like all my childhood summers were lame. Due to my advanced age I can’t remember exactly what we did the summer after my first grade. But my sibs were toddler-n-infant-aged at that […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-238","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/238","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=238"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/238\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=238"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=238"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mauraweb.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=238"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}