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Thursday, October 20, 2011

Flash Back

Caboodle. Say that word over and over to yourself. Caboodle. Cah-boodle. Ca-Boodle. Do you remember Caboodles? They were a must-have to any girl between the ages of 9 and 19. My older sister and I were just talking about how fun it is when you are young and you actually get the gift that you had asked and dreamed of getting and our conversation landed on The Caboodle. She said she never truly believed that she would own one and when her birthday arrived and the glorious gift appeared, it was uh-ma-zing. Andrea Gunn had nothing on her and Andrea was by far the coolest girl we knew. 
That word, Caboodle, became as common and normal sounding to us as curling iron, or soap. But tonight, as were talking, I realized just how hilarious that word is. Caboodle. Who came up with that? Now I can't stop laughing.

"Hey, let me just grab my Caboodle and I'll be ready to go."  

"Has anyone seen my Caboodle?" 



"What color is your Caboodle? My Caboodle is pink and green and has a peach latch. Boo-Ya!"

Good stuff, people. Good stuff.