Children of the 70s and 80s, I know you feel me.

I also want a cool four-color pen and the back-to-school issue of Seventeen.

As a kid growing up in England, I wanted a Trapper Keeper like nothing else. And, lo, I got one when I was 16 or so, and all my classmates thought I was crazy.

Now that I'm not in England anymore I miss their stupid block paper.

Oh my god, I WANT A TRAPPER KEEPER. Every year around this time, the insatiable urge for a Trapper Keeper kicks in.

The lust for office supplies is sorely tested at this time of year. I keep looking at binder paper thoughtfully.

Hil I have no idea, I took that one to the library. I thought about tossing it out but decided to donate it instead. The Secret books are getting tossed.

I was curious about school supplies schools required and when I was in one of the list was No Trapper Keepers!

I have been thinking a lot about getting a car againe and I have to ask HOW did they get so darn expensive. There are used cars with over 100,000 miles on them for $11,000. I want to pay, like 5000. Which wouldn't be a problem if I wanted a giant sedan, but all I want in life is a hatchback or small pick-up, because if I can't haul stuff, what is the point!

The lust for office supplies is sorely tested at this time of year.

So. It's not just me. Good to know.

Trapper Keeper? Ooooh yeah, I had one of those.

Sophia, a small Chevy S-10 or a Ford Ranger might be had for that amount but they'd be 10 years old. Might find one with low mileage if you look.

Oh my god, I WANT A TRAPPER KEEPER. Every year around this time, the insatiable urge for a Trapper Keeper kicks in.

I don't want a Trapper Keeper. But I DO want a new box of crayons. The big box. And I want new blank books, which is RIDICULOUS, because I have at least four already.

I did buy new fountain pen ink. And now I'm looking for penmanship exercises, because my handwriting is pretty scrawly.

the back-to-school issue of Seventeen.

Oh man, that thing was the bomb-diggety. It was more than twice as large as the rest of the issues!

As a Catholic school student who wore a uniform every day for 12 years, the back-to-school issue was a little like reading the text of a foreign culture, but I still loved it.

Oooh. Now I want penny loafers.

A friend just randomly gifted me with the Crayola 120 color box a couple of weeks ago. Being the person that I am, I sorted all the crayons in shade progression and the designed a graph where I colored in the shades over the name of each color.

It's super handy because, to be honest, some of the new colors are kind of weak and very similar. This way, instead of using a scratch test, I can shop for shades on the graph.

Not to be all cranky grandma, but the new wax formula is not as satisfying as the crayons I have from 20+ years ago. Much thinner, less color saturation and some are crumbly.

I've also spent too much time reading about crayon history. Some of the colors they have discontinued just don't make sense. Some of the new ones, less so.

Still. CRAYONS!

I'm nearly finished with my Disney's Robinhood coloring book. That will be a sad day.