me & the muppets
where should i start? well lets' start like this:
this blog is coming from a challenge question - who is your favorite sesame street puppet? but those of you who know me know that there are no simple answers to anything you ask me so instead of shouting KERMIT as soon as the question registered i had to sit and think a lot about this. favorite is a big order to fill and while i love my some sweet, green kermit i don't know if that makes him my favorite. somehow i was given one hell of a crazy imagination from the earliest of my memories i was always able to envision the words my mother would read, tell myself stories that i would fall asleep and have as dreams. my mother was always very open with us as children, i knew what the act of sexual intercourse was, i understood the physical differences of male and female. somewhere i think i didn't understand that that amazing love that my mother and father had found, that marriage and family that they had built, was
limited to humans. i was in love with so many cartoon characters and in my young mind i believed that i would grow up and meet these muppet guys or gals and we would have an amazing friendship. me and the muppets. perhaps my favorite should be who i identified most with and in that case it would be ernie.
because i was ernie. i was the younger, more curvy sister (let me say here that i now know bert and ernie are not brothers but as a child that is what i thought) to a brainiac who made being good, smart and clean look as effortless as breathing. i was the goofy yin to her mature yang. we had different interest and thoughts. i would play with small plastic horses and she would read. i was ernie, only ernie was never my favorite.
if my favorite would be the muppets i want to have as my bff then i gues the tittle would go to that inseparable duo of the giant yellow bird with the most unimaginative name in history, big bird & his bf Mr. Snuffleupagus.
i don't know why, maybe i felt misunderstood and longed for that deep bf connection, but i always wanted to turn this two-some into a trio! i could clearly see myself sleeping over at big birds nest and saying, "g'night, bird." or eating cabbage for dinner with snuffy and his sister alice.
i will admit to having some strange crushes in my life and none more odd than my green hunk of amphibian love, kermit. should my favorite be the muppet that i had the most passion for? if so, kermit would take that cake!
i don't know what it was about kermit the frog but to me, a young impressionable girl, kermit was the sexiest man alive! he was a hot piece of greenery i wanted to marry and have babies with. though i can tell you i NEVER imagined what i would have to do to have those babies, in my head they just appeared.
in all probable actuality the easiest way to determine my favorite would be to call on the me of 1985 and have her answer the question. she said, with a certainty i envy, "the twiddlebugs."
she was right, how could i have forgotten? twenty-three years does not seem long enough to erase all of the delicate details of youth. indeed it is, though. the twiddlebugs were and are my favorite, i wanted them in my garden and even though i have no garden i want them still. something tells me they wouldn't be happy ina tank with a bowl of water and a wheel to run on, so i guess its best that i don't have the ability to go out and scoop up a family for my own nastalgic pleassure!
and as you leave me i ask you this - who is your favorite sesame street muppet? hit up the comments with the answer or a link to your long, over thought blog on the matter! kisses!
