[27] Trashy Summertime Fun
Ah summer. As an adult, I am not a big fan of it — the heat, the congestion on the freeway as the exit to the beaches near, the depression of not fitting into a teeny tiny bikini. As a kid, though, it brought to mind some great memories. If my summer memories as a […]
[In Memoriam] RHW Update
This is a follow-up post to “Father. Friend. Never Forgotten.” I was determined to right things and find out where my dear friend is buried. I went to the cemetery and asked a person in the office to help me find the plot. It was a kind of freaky experience. Just setting foot into the […]
[26] Stop, Sausage Thief!
When I was growing up, all I ever heard about was the things that used to happen — before I was born. For instance, they’d always go to the beach and go different places. My mom would buy all the good stuff, back in the day when things were cheaper and my mom wasn’t as […]
[25] Just Press Pause
When I was little, I naturally wanted to do everything my big sister did. When I started getting into music, I loved listening to a lot fo the things she listened to. Back in those days, most of the music in our house was on cassette tape. One thing my sister had done that intrigued […]
[24] Giveitaway, giveitaway, giveitaway now!
I was in Staples (one of my favorite stores because I’m an office supply nerd) and saw a box of Crayola 64 crayons. And it reminded me of the time I had a box. I was 7 years old. It was Christmas, and, as I usually did, I would put my mitts on the things […]
[In Memoriam] Father. Friend. Never Forgotten.
I was at the even bigger “happiest place on earth” — Disney World — when I got the call. My friend had called and asked me if I had heard the news. My friend, who I’d only seen cry maybe once, but otherwise never let her emotions get the best of her, broke down and […]
[23] Tubetop Down
I wore a lot of hand-me-downs when I was little. Some I liked, and some I didn’t. One piece of clothing I liked was this striped tubetop… Emphasis is on liked. The bands were pink and I thought it was so cool how you could put it on either way, that there was no true top […]
[22] If I Were a Boy…
I knew a kid that loved to collect and (sadly) torture bugs, read up and write about dinosaurs, and watch He-Man. That kid was yours truly. I loved bugs! I used to look under rocks and pick up the most colorful and unique-looking bugs. My favorite was what I called the “clicker” bug (aka “jumping […]
[21] I’m Beachy. And you?
I’ve lived in SoCal for most of my life. So, it’s no surprise I like the beach, even though I don’t know how to swim, hate crowds and wouldn’t dare be caught dead in anything less than burqa-esque attire. Last weekend (after much begging and pleading in the past), my boyfriend finally took me to […]
[20] Pulling for Pennies
I think even when I turn 80, I will still be haunted by the question “Want to pull?” Those three little words send a shiver down my spine. I’d hear these words when I had my first paying “job.” And I had a very demanding boss. My job was plucking out white hairs and my […]