Yellow Balloon

i had a Hello Kitty moment today which filled me with all kinds of warm happy fuzzys and i just HAD to share it!

But first, some background.

Husband and i have a little Street Urchin. Not an actual urchin, but a person of the human variety. He spends most of his time between the main road of Green Point and jail (which he always announces with such clear nonchalance it shocks my prissy little upper-middle-class socks right off every time…) 

He is always around (unless he is in jail for a fortnight or a month of course) when Husband and i go down to our local store-corner, which conveniently includes a woolies food, dvd store, clicks pharmacy, CNA, laundry mat, party shop, lingerie store, sushi joint and 711 all in walking distance from our secret secure parking location. This means i usually go about 3 to 4 times a week on my daily errands, and at least once more on a weekend with Husband. We always have a little chat when ever we see our Urchin and give him something, whether it be a pie and coke, a chip and sausage stuffed sub, a R5 coin or a R100 bill.

We named him Street Urchin partly because of its somewhat ‘vintage’ appeal, but mostly because the air down on our shop corner always smells of the sea, and on particularly wet wintery days you hear the waves crashing and feel like you actually are under the ocean! So the association really is just coincidental-on-purpose.

Anyhow, he is quite a character and bursting with charisma, so we have ‘adopted’ him as our little Street Urchin and are always on the look out for him when down at the woolies or dvd store etc.

Well today, after spotting our Urchin running across the road, waving his arms wildly at me, i pulled over and (illegally) stopped my car to scratch around for something to give him. When i rolled down my window (mechanically – with a button – you get the idea) he presented me with a yellow balloon! He told me that today he doesn’t want anything from me but rather wants to give me something. The thing is, the balloon was somewhat deflated and muggy looking, so when i laughed and asked about it, he said ‘Well i haven’t seen you for a few days’. 

HOW CUTE?! 

Though i did have to toss it as soon as i got home to avoid another hoarder relapse... (see my previous post 'Rules of a Hoarder' for the full story: http://cherryblossomboutique.blogspot.com/2011/06/rules-of-hoar.html?utm_source=BP_recent)

But my face was practically in spasms from all the smiling i did to myself all the way home.

Amazing what a slightly flaccid yellow balloon can do J

Love, lust and fairy-star-dust

Cherry Blossom