Muddy Spring

All my inspiration of late seems to be coming from Basic Joy--no wonder, Annie is wonderfully thoughtful and expressive. Yesterday's post was about Charlie's Angels and Farrah Fawcett. I don't remember much of Charlie's Angels except that we still love to strike the Angels pose when we can (my sisters and I). It did get me thinking though. What TV shows had an impact on my childhood? That's limited as we had TV very sporadically so what I saw generally occurred at at other people's homes. (Some of you know that still haunts me. If a television is on in a room it will take all of my will power to pay the tiniest attention. So if you want me to pay attention to you, turn off the TV. I just can't do it very well even if I hate what is on.) The single program that I can remember loving was the Bionic Woman. I wanted to be her. I grew my hair long so I could be like Jamie Sommers. I wanted my hair to flow out straight behind me when I ran. She could hear everything, she could do anything. Never mind that I hated to run (still do), I had dark hair, and have absolutely nothing bionic about me. I still think it would be nice to be able to hear that well and have that much strength and stamina. I loved too that she'd experienced something tragic and it was turned around to do good. That's something worth keeping. So if I can't have bionic powers and have given up the on the flowing hair at least I can remember that good things can come from tragedy.

Here are my sister and I using those imagined bionic powers on our brother (we didn't even drop him!).