I was just thinking that..........
When I was little I loved to pop hot tar bubbles on the road. I can still smell the tar if I think about it long enough.
When I was little I wore that weird fake wool in my pig tails.
When I was little I wanted to be Mary Ann on Gilligan's Island and not Ginger although I did love Ginger's fanciness-imagine that. How did Ginger never run out of liquid black eyeliner after all of those years?
When I was little I wanted to be Mary Ann on Gilligan's Island and not Ginger although I did love Ginger's fanciness-imagine that. How did Ginger never run out of liquid black eyeliner after all of those years?
When I was little I could chew off my own toe nails. Gross, but true.
(Come on, now didn't you at least all try that?)
When I was little I used to stick a whole banana in my mouth and eat it.
When I was little I was obsessed with the wedding ring bearer pillows with the fake gold ring attached.
When I was little I was obsessed with the wedding ring bearer pillows with the fake gold ring attached.
When I was little I picked cradle cap off of my baby brothers head as a hobby. Yes, I did!
When I was little I always had the names picked out for the twin girls I was going to have. I never had twins and had all boys.
(Didn't everyone pick the twin girls' names?)
(Didn't everyone pick the twin girls' names?)
When I was little I wanted big boobs terribly-now, I want a reduction-YIKES!
When I was little I liked to pretend that my cousins were actually my brothers and sisters.
When I was little I loved to open those big cans of Hawaiian Punch-remember, you'd pry the tin lids on both sides to pour and then wait for the whole can to get cold in the refrigerator, and would always drink it semi-cold just cause you couldn't stand the wait?
When I was little I uses to like to go into our Catholic Church, when no one was there, lye down on the carpet on the altar, and sometimes say things really loudly, because you were supposed be to quiet in church. It was my wildside coming out even then. Then I would pray for my naughtiness of what I had just done.
When I was little I would take white shoe polish and rub it on my overly washed Nike tennis shoes and try NOT to get the shoe polish on the rubber soles or shoe string metal grommet's. I never succeeded, but wow my shoes were white.
When I was little I was sitting on my swing set swinging and daydreaming, go figure, and I felt a rain drop on my scalp and didn't feel anymore rain. I felt the rain drop running down my forehead so I went to wipe the drop away until I realized the blue jay sitting on the bar over my head had just pooped on my head. I am not fond of bluejays to this day.
When I was little I would take paper clips or hair pins, reform them and pretend I had braces or at least a retainer.
When I was little l Ioved to sit on the floor and look at album covers and eight tracks and organize them by color. I especially loved the hot pink Bee Gee's eight track and all the album covers were amazing to look at. I miss having records, in general.
When I was little I wanted to marry a man that looked like Kenny Rogers with lots of chest hair and a beard.
When I was little I got mad because I walked with my seven year old cousin to Saturday night Mass. We hadn't eaten any dinner yet and I was so ridiculously starving. Well, I hadn't made my First Communion yet as I was only six. So my belly was growling loudly through the entire Mass and she got up to take Communion, drink the wine and I was so mad at her as any starving six year old be. I cried all the way home, walked twenty feet ahead of her the whole way without talking to her only to say, "It's not fair that you got to eat and I didn't." Oh, my gosh I was such a drama queen! I remember it like it was yesterday. I wonder if she does?
When I was little I loved the smell of grass seed in those big barrels at the hardware store, but what I loved more than that was sticking my arm in the barrel, as far as I could reach, feeling how cold the grass seed was, and pulling my arm out super fast and watching the grass seed close the hole that I had just made.
When I was little I thought everyone shopped in boutiques and department stores and I couldn't figure out why some kids looked so messy-I lived under a rock, obviously-geez!
When I was little I taught myself to wink with my left and my right eye. That was so hard, but I did it, for no reason other than, to be able to say I could and I still can.
When I was little I never knew we'd have computers, something called the internet, or how much I would love something called "Blogging" and all all the cool people that I would get to know from all over the world just by reading my words and by me reading theirs from stories told by all of us on our blogs.
Toodle-loo
Nikki Pugh
When I was little I was sitting on my swing set swinging and daydreaming, go figure, and I felt a rain drop on my scalp and didn't feel anymore rain. I felt the rain drop running down my forehead so I went to wipe the drop away until I realized the blue jay sitting on the bar over my head had just pooped on my head. I am not fond of bluejays to this day.
When I was little I would take paper clips or hair pins, reform them and pretend I had braces or at least a retainer.
When I was little l Ioved to sit on the floor and look at album covers and eight tracks and organize them by color. I especially loved the hot pink Bee Gee's eight track and all the album covers were amazing to look at. I miss having records, in general.
When I was little I wanted to marry a man that looked like Kenny Rogers with lots of chest hair and a beard.
When I was little I got mad because I walked with my seven year old cousin to Saturday night Mass. We hadn't eaten any dinner yet and I was so ridiculously starving. Well, I hadn't made my First Communion yet as I was only six. So my belly was growling loudly through the entire Mass and she got up to take Communion, drink the wine and I was so mad at her as any starving six year old be. I cried all the way home, walked twenty feet ahead of her the whole way without talking to her only to say, "It's not fair that you got to eat and I didn't." Oh, my gosh I was such a drama queen! I remember it like it was yesterday. I wonder if she does?
When I was little I loved the smell of grass seed in those big barrels at the hardware store, but what I loved more than that was sticking my arm in the barrel, as far as I could reach, feeling how cold the grass seed was, and pulling my arm out super fast and watching the grass seed close the hole that I had just made.
When I was little I thought everyone shopped in boutiques and department stores and I couldn't figure out why some kids looked so messy-I lived under a rock, obviously-geez!
When I was little I taught myself to wink with my left and my right eye. That was so hard, but I did it, for no reason other than, to be able to say I could and I still can.
When I was little I never knew we'd have computers, something called the internet, or how much I would love something called "Blogging" and all all the cool people that I would get to know from all over the world just by reading my words and by me reading theirs from stories told by all of us on our blogs.
(Look closely at the "Blog Image" That's alphabet pasta-HA! So clever.
Toodle-loo
Nikki Pugh
4 comments:
Oh my gosh!! Too funny!
You've got some great memories and had an interesting hobby. Can't say I ever enjoyed picking cradle cap off my brothers head.
I loved this post and it was nice to get to know you a little more...
Such a cute post — wonderful memories. I did the grass seed thing, too. We froze Kool-Aid ice cubes and then had contests to see who could get the purplest tongue.
Cradle cap-do babies even get this any more??? LOL! I am so glad you enjoyed this read, Tina:)
Bubbles-I am always just exposing myself-heeheehee!!
By the way........where did Lanyardlady's comment go about her purple tongue contest when she was a little girl and playing in grass seed barrels like I did-it is just gone and I don't know why.....is this happening on your posts ladies?? I am so sad her comment is not on my this post anymore...
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