Sryashta spins golden yarn inside which she weaves your fate. (If you are a good and kind person, she may just take matters into her own capable hands and improve it.)
She is the goddess of good fortune and serves as the household assistant of Mokosh, the Slavic earth goddess.
Sryashta is a variant of the Dolya/Nedolya myth.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
When You See Him, Stop and Think . . .
Mr. Yuk is mean and green, and today he is 35. I had no idea he was born the same year as me, but it makes me irrationally happy. You can click here if you want to hear his song--and even order some free stickers!
Ooh! I remember Mr. Yuk! I was a VERRRRRRY little kid when bottles and things came out w. that logo. Apparently Ye Olde Skull and Crossbones had caused some kid to drink something poisonous, presumably because he'd turn into a pirate or something.
I confess to disliking stickers. You know why? Because once you stick them? They're DONE! And what good are they if you DON'T stick them?
The girls in my grade school were sticker crazy for a while, but I just didn't get it. I mean, sure, some were totally cute, what with the puffy ones and the scratch-and-sniffs, and whatever, but I could never figure out why people felt the need to collect them in a book.
OMG. I was such a boy that I liked stickers to stick them on things. Whne I was all out, I just went and got more.
Glow-in-the-dark stickers? OMG.
I will confess here that my first kiss was with a girl named Gladys, in 3rd Grade and I only assented because she gave me a whole roll of Haunted Mansion glow-in-the-dark stickers in exchange.
It was worth it, even if I took a whole lot of razzing for it.
My poor children are growing up in a house where we still occasionally find a trace of the previous owners who had BAD STICKER CHILDREN.
So now my kids, having listened to innumerable parental lectures about how Other People's Children stick stickers in bad places, like under, around and on top of the kitchen benches, are slightly nervous about the whole sticker concept - maybe I should invite Gina over for a bit?
My sister was a BAD STICKER CHILD, and I admit that I keep giving my nephew stickers. Evil? Maybe. But she put dog stickers all over my bedroom furniture! And she didn't even place them carefully! Crooked dogs! All over my dresser!
and did you know he was invented in Pittsburgh? (just like the Big Mac)...
Nancy Pearl turned out to be not as cool--instead of her talking, it's publishers pitching their favorte books. I could have stayed home and READ the reviews!!
I can't get your link to work, and now i want a big mac! thanks a bunch, andrea! because i need a big mac - or buffalo bites : ) - like i need a hole in my head...
13 comments:
Ooh! I remember Mr. Yuk! I was a VERRRRRRY little kid when bottles and things came out w. that logo. Apparently Ye Olde Skull and Crossbones had caused some kid to drink something poisonous, presumably because he'd turn into a pirate or something.
So now we have this.
-J.
P.S. I like stickers.
I confess to disliking stickers. You know why? Because once you stick them? They're DONE! And what good are they if you DON'T stick them?
The girls in my grade school were sticker crazy for a while, but I just didn't get it. I mean, sure, some were totally cute, what with the puffy ones and the scratch-and-sniffs, and whatever, but I could never figure out why people felt the need to collect them in a book.
And so we see once again what a big crab I am.
OMG. I was such a boy that I liked stickers to stick them on things. Whne I was all out, I just went and got more.
Glow-in-the-dark stickers? OMG.
I will confess here that my first kiss was with a girl named Gladys, in 3rd Grade and I only assented because she gave me a whole roll of Haunted Mansion glow-in-the-dark stickers in exchange.
It was worth it, even if I took a whole lot of razzing for it.
-J.
Count me as one of those sticker collectors as a kid. I have no excuse other than the perennial All My Friends Were Doing It Too.
If memory serves, Mr. Yuk was also once the icon of the blogmaster over at There Are No Bad Ideas.
My poor children are growing up in a house where we still occasionally find a trace of the previous owners who had BAD STICKER CHILDREN.
So now my kids, having listened to innumerable parental lectures about how Other People's Children stick stickers in bad places, like under, around and on top of the kitchen benches, are slightly nervous about the whole sticker concept - maybe I should invite Gina over for a bit?
My sister was a BAD STICKER CHILD, and I admit that I keep giving my nephew stickers. Evil? Maybe. But she put dog stickers all over my bedroom furniture! And she didn't even place them carefully! Crooked dogs! All over my dresser!
Shudder.
Gladys? Hee hee hee.
Makes me think of a much older woman in a bathrobe with her hair in curlers.
Carolyn,
Well, NOW she is much older. By about +30 years, I'd say.
At the time, she was not a great kisser. She just PRESSED her shut lips against mine like she was trying to dislocate my jaw.
Furtunately, I learned this was not proper kissing procedure when I got to my teen years.
-J.
and did you know he was invented in Pittsburgh? (just like the Big Mac)...
Nancy Pearl turned out to be not as cool--instead of her talking, it's publishers pitching their favorte books. I could have stayed home and READ the reviews!!
I thought it was the Quarter Pounder that was invented in Pittsburgh.
-J.
Pittsburgh would be more like the freaking five-pounder. gosh, people in this city are FAT.
I confess I let my boys sticker up their dressers. After I found stickers on my oak woodwork -- well, boundaries had to be set.
I can't get your link to work, and now i want a big mac! thanks a bunch, andrea! because i need a big mac - or buffalo bites : ) - like i need a hole in my head...
and I had a huge sticker collection in my girlhood.
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