About a week ago, Deb Rox tagged me to do the “Five Random Things About Me” meme that’s making its way around the blogosphere. Sort of. Okay, I think she tagged everybody. ANYWAY…
I’m putting my own spin on it by sticking to stuff from my childhood. I imagine these five things probably wouldn’t make very interesting posts separately and in fact now that I think about it, clustering them might not be very interesting either. Oh well, it’s NaBloPoMo Day 2 and I’m going for it.
1. One of my biggest, proudest accomplishments in third grade was the time I became a Lemon Twist Champion by doing one thousand twists without tripping or stopping. My gym teacher gave me a paper certificate that had a little yellow felt lemon with “1000” written on it with black Sharpie stapled in the bottom right corner. I still have this certificate in a box in my crawlspace.
2. I got my first taste of girl drama in fourth grade when I was talking on the phone to one of my best friends about a boy who was the subject of my first crush. I was telling her how dreamy he was and she kept asking me questions to further draw out more information and emotion, and then suddenly she said, “Guess who’s on the phone with us, listening?” (Hint: It was him. Did I mention he was her neighbor?) That call destroyed me for a few days. By the way, my anger was short-lived: I forgave her and he eventually became a good friend.
3. My favorite television show back then was “Charlie’s Angels”. Kate Jackson’s Sabrina was my favorite angel, by far. She was pretty, smart AND sassy, and I found her fascinating. Whenever I had to come up with a girl’s name for writing, Barbies, or role-playing with friends, it was almost always Sabrina.
4. In fifth grade I became a member of our school Safety Patrol. I applied for it at my mom’s insistence and I had no desire to do it, but I have to admit that once I was the right-hand girl for the crossing guard on the major street near my house, I might have really enjoyed the power trip.
5. My family was preparing to move to Texas in the summer after fifth grade, and I was trying to soak up all of the “lasts” in my hometown. One day I walked over to the shopping center by myself (totally safe in those days) for one last time to get some Swedish Fish from Sears. Before going home I made a detour to the record store where I bought, for ninety-nine cents, the 45rpm of “Double Dutch Bus”, which I had wanted so badly; I was determined to get it that day if it killed me. I got in tremendous trouble when I returned home because I was gone for too long and my mom had been worried, but—other than the “getting in trouble” part—the freedom I experienced that day while shopping all by myself remains one of my favorite childhood memories…and “Double Dutch Bus” remains one of my favorite songs of all time.
And now? I’m tagging you. All of you.