@ Anagnos: None of these are really confined to specific years, but there's a few things I have fond memories of, often related to various homes I've lived in or visited:
- Visiting family in British Columbia, and hanging out at either my grandmother & grandfather's house, or else my aunt & uncle's house. In particular, I loved spending time in my aunt & uncle's hot tub, and I remember one night when we had "oldies night" and we all took turns listening to various songs from the 60s to 80s. Or else one afternoon when me and my mom and aunt were sitting out on the lawn with Bacardi Breezers.
- Shortly after my mother divorced my father, she moved into this set of condo buildings and I lived there with her and my brother for a few years. I have consistently fond memories of that home.
- For that matter, the house my mother and father (and me and my brother) lived in before my parents divorced. I lived there for 10 years, and it was such a lovely home. My father and I didn't always get along back then, so there was a lot of strife as well. But all in all, out of all the places I've ever lived in, that's the one I miss the most. I wish my family still owned that house.
- For a more recent memory, my mother and I went on a road trip last year, and that was a lot of fun. Especially the couple of nights where we stayed at a hot springs resort.
@ ImpracticalDino: I remember as a kid, I used to have a very strong phobia of wasps, although I've gotten over it since then. In my adults years... well, I have a strong fear of being rejected, which is a factor in why I've been single all my life. I don't know if that would count as a "phobia" per say, but in all honesty it is one of my biggest fears.
