Ahem... I guess I should clarify the title. I mean "about the bouncy balls."
I like bouncy balls. A little. No... a lot. They're kind of awesome. And I have a few of them. No, just kidding... I have a lot.
I began collecting bouncy balls when I was in 4th grade and lived in Oklahoma. My friend Kristen who lived down had a shoebox full of bouncy balls. I thought it was so cool. I had a few scattered here and there and some in my "junk drawer," but I had never really established a collection. When I became intrigued with Kristen's collection, she suggested I start my own so that we could trade. GENIUS.
Thus, I began collecting bouncy balls. My whole goal was to trade her for her biggest and most-awesome one. This one:
Sure, it may look dingy now... and I think it was even that dingy back then... but boy was it cool. I had to have it. I think I traded her like 15 bouncy balls plus loads of fuzzy animal stickers to get that one. Yeah, I collected stickers, too. No big deal.
I kept collecting bouncy balls here and there... but when we moved to Idaho and I discovered Ebay, I went a little crazy. I bought a LOT. It was also my goal to get one from all the places I travel to. I've kept up with that pretty well.
One of my favorites is this one that I got from my mom for my 16th birthday:
Needless to say, the collection continues to grow. I have over 800 and they currently reside in an ottoman/table/storage thing in our bedroom.
It's not like I make The Hunk display them as our kitchen table centerpiece or anything. They're just quietly hiding out and waiting to be featured in nail posts :)
And that's the story behind the BALLS.