Random Childhood Memories

[bluemaverick]

I already mentioned Coleco Vision....here's the proof.

[Madi368]

~ dragging out the Slip N' Slide in the summertime, or getting one of those pools from Wal-Hell that left a huge circle of dead grass in the backyard

~ listening to Color Me Badd with my ear pressed up next to the boom box because I knew I Wanna Sex You Up would never have been played at a Mormon church dance

~ my Mommy making us brinner while we watched Life Goes On on a small black and white television in the kitchen. She made the best grits I've ever had.

~ Thanksgiving 1989 when my youngest sister Hayley was born and we were forced to eat Randall's instead of something homemade

~ renting movies at Randall's and watching Shelley Duvall's Faerie Tale Theater

~ going to church camp and playing with matches and hairspray

~ loving to read and going to Cypress Creek library in the summertime

~ Crystal Clear Pepsi in middle school

~ the day my Mom told me that my Dad really hadn't been on business trips on the weekends- just on the other side of town with a different family. I cried so hard that day.

~ loving my sisters so much since we were all each other had in many ways... but man did they annoy the crap out of me.

~ sitting paralyzed on the school bus in 8th grade waiting to see who was going to get "jumped" that day

~ putting sticker earrings on my ears and making myself long nails out of Scotch tape

~ talking on the phone for hours

~ not wanting to wear a bra so much that my Mom would have to put her finger right under my shirt collar to snap my bra strap to make sure I was wearing one in 4th grade.
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[blueluvinurse]

[ButterflyWings]

[Madi368]

[blueluvinurse]

[runnersue8]

Wow, reading this has really brought back more memories, particularly ones I intentionally buried, like:
-Going to visit my brother in the U of M psych ward on Halloween night, and having to sit in the dayroom by myself, watching Charlie Brown's Halloween while rest of the family was in family therapy. (I was 7)
-Family therapy for my sis when I was in 7th grade-got picked up at school every Friday, and I did everything I could to avoid saying anything during the session-I used to bring a magic marker and draw on my jeans the whole time. They taped these things (filmed at that point I guess)-I would kill to see the tapes!
-My Mom's stint with the "I'm OK, You're OK" BS-she would tape record our family dinners for the therapist
-cleaning out pots of puke and boxes of laxatives from my sister's college apartment after my parents forcibly had her hospitalized for anorexia.
It's funny how much bad stuff there was in my childhood, but how most of what I remember was the good stuff. I must have been a relief to my parents-all I did was smoke and drink, etc-normal crap
Oh, and cigarettes were .42/pack when I started smoking

[adrienne]

I've thought of some more.

My sister taking me to see Lion King (first movie I ever saw in theatres) Those hyenas scared the shit out of me. Everytime they came on screen I hid behind the chairs.

Falling my oldest brother around and giving him the name Bubba because I couldn't say his real name. We still call him that.

Bubba dressed as a vampire on Halloween one year. Not fun, I ran screaming and hid. After they left, Mama came and found me and we watched MTV. It was the premier of Bed of Roses and it calmed me down. Bon Jovi to the rescue once more.

The Ranch. Most of my childhood was spent on the 250+ acres in West Texas. I miss it so much! It was beautiful.

Uncle Steve playing his guitar whenever we got to see family in Michigan.

My first concert was Backstreet Boys.

My Grandpa dying. I miss the smell of stogies in their home.

Getting Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone for Christmas from Grandma and Grandpa. HP and I are still very involved. I grew up with him.

My best friend's dad teaching me how to swim in their new pool.

Mixing up love potions with my friends in the bird bath in the front yard.

Sharpening sticks into spears on the sidewalk when we played Cave People.

Little League Softball. That was before everyone got a trophy. It was enough just to play the game and have fun playing, not about making losers feel better about themselves.

Friday Night Lights in the fall and h.s. baseball games in the spring. My brother (a different one), was a big sports guy (he was in band too).

My first piano lesson, guitar lesson, and first clarinet practice in school.

Going to the football stadium at night with sports brother. One night the gate was locked so he climbed the fence and jumped over the barbed wire and I squeezed through the space between the gate and the fence. We went there so he could practice kicking field goals. I held the ball for him. The first time he told me to do it I thought he was crazy and was terrified he was going to kick me. He never did.

Wrestling with my brothers.

Being scared by my brothers. They hid around corners and jumped out at me when I came down the hallway.

Going to New York to visit my sister.

The alligator park. I forget where it is exactly.

Watching Beauty and the Beast over and over.

The county fair. We got a week off from school every October for it.

Moving to a new town for the first time (for me) two days before summer band camp started my freshman year.

[Heretik]

Recording Dr. Demento off of radio onto a cassette tape and trying to edit out the commercials.

Animaniacs... which brings me to my current dialogue with my favorite nurse... HELLLLLO NURSE!!!

Although I was 17 at the time, my mother didn't allow any R-rated movies or movies that said "God damn" or "Jesus Christ" in them (after she was born again anyhow)... I rented Chasing Amy on VHS and brought home the cam corder from my drama department in high school... and there I sat on my bed in the dark with head phones on and watching the entire movie through the eye hole and thinking it was in black and white just like Clerks. I could've waited until a weekend or something to watch it at a friend's house... BUT I COULDN'T WAIT

I remember having a Teddy Ruxpin and it freaking my mom out when it would just start talking in the middle of the night because I left a cassette in it. Which brings me to memories of listening to Devo tapes in my Teddy Ruxpin because I didn't have a regular tape deck yet.

[pumpkinface]

Discovering Rick Springfield (even though he didn't have guyliner on) well not as much as the ones I mentioned in my previous post that is haha

The Littles

HR Puffn Stuff

That one string game you played with your hands..
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Love is like a violin. The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever....

[Heretik]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNUDDaEOvuY

[bluemaverick]

I miss high school parties. I had so much fun at them.
Parties when you're older will never be like those.

[blueluvinurse]

[treygar]

um, Jess, for shame mentioning old Houston radio stations and not talking of 1070 AM, Z Rock.

other Houston memories that are oh so clear to me are

- Sweet Dreams Ice Cream I think it was called...Rachel correct me if I'm wrong

- going to the movies at either Baybrook Mall or one of the two Almeda Mall theatres

- being an idiot kid running up and down the stairs of Loews Southpoint movie theatre

- looking over vinyl for hours with my dad and brother at the Sound Warehouse inside Pasadena Town Square

- the Pasadena Strawberry Festival

- Sylvan Beach Day

- always driving past the Best store building and thinking it was a stunning achievement in architecture (and it was)

- Texas Tapes and Records, seeing the Iron Maiden 'Somewhere in Time' display and thinking it was the coolest thing ever

- getting locked outside in the summertime by my grandparents who didn't want me and my brother inside being loud so they could watch soap operas and make tortillas

- racing doodlebugs

- flirting shamelessly at the bus stop

- eating at Spanky's Pizza on the way home after my dad had taken me to a Stros game at the Dome

- watching Houston Wrestling on Saturday nights and always tripping out at the commercial of Paul Boesch wearing diamond earrings

- last but not least, boy do I miss that Thunderbolt Transmission commercial.
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I went into the desert to forget about you. But the sand was the color of your hair. The desert sky was the color of your eyes. There was nowhere I could go that wouldn't be you.

[pumpkinface]