Saturday Morning cartoons

The late 80's/ early 90's must be the golden age of saturday morning cartoons. Before tween dramas, infomercials, nationwide Notre Dame football on NBC, etc. For Heather and I is was our time. Sure many days we had a soccer game or a road trip but in the cold winter, when daylight was slow, we had a different alarm; each other. It was kind of a game. Whoever awoke first had a duty to awaken the other, by peeling their eyelids off of their eye-boogery eyes. Most of the time she won. How lucky I was to wake to my sister's smiling face, "Come-on Skylor, let's go!"

We'd lumber down the hallway to the living room to ingross ourselves in Smurf drama, the Snorkles, M.A.S.K., ABC Schoolhouse Rock, some guy named O.G. Readmore, and good old Looney Toons. We had this MASSIVE plaid 1970's era couch. Heather and I would grab a huge blanket and each of our heads doned an opposite arm rest. Sharing the blanket with our feet, we bonded. Eventually one of us would kick the other or spill the bowl of cereal we were balancing on our laps, and then one of us would need to pee and the harmony was disrupted.

As I get ready for my 10 year high school reuion, I'm reminded of how much a don't remember. But I remember saturday morning cartoons with my big sister.