The Persistence Of Memory Balloons

     When I came down this morning they were floating right in the middle of the living room.

     Usually they tend to drift from one corner to the other of the far end of the living room, though they do sometimes meander into the dining room or, as they must have been inclined to do last night, into some random spot in the living room.
     I generally let them roam where they will, from time to time cutting away one that's dragging on the ground, thinning the bouquet as the helium-blooms wilt one by one.
      These are the still-afloat left-overs from the batch of balloons I bought from the Dollar Tree last June 13 to use as decorations and give-away party favors for the party we threw to celebrate the birthday of a loved one who was visiting us from far away.

   The moral of the story being, I guess, that  if you want party balloons that cost only a dollar each and will stay afloat for months after the event, head on over to the Dollar Tree (see post from 11/14/2014).

    But  I suppose this also begs the question:  who'd want to keep left-over part balloons floating in their living room per omnia saecula saeculorum amen? *
    (Sigh).  Me.

        I like having the balloons floating around my space. Because when I see them my mind still catches glimpses of the happy occasion for which I bought them. 
         My loved one lives 2,200 miles away but I still have my memory balloons, at least for a while longer.

    *For those who didn't attend Catholic school in the 1950's, this means "forever" in Latin.