1. In high school, I looked like this at all times. Seriously, people were afraid that I was going to wear white sweats on my wedding day.
|I have no idea why I posed in a way that made me look like I was picking a wedge. Forget the stupid grin on my face.|
Not saying that I'm a fashionista now, but I at least know how to look a bit put together. I purposely get my hair cut too short for a pony tail so I won't be tempted. I have real shoes, many even with heels, that I wear daily. I don't leave the house unless I look something like this: (keep in mind that I had a four year old holding a camera phone take this)
One thing hasn't changed, though. I rarely wear make-up.
2. From the time I was little, I have been obsessed with learning the lyrics to my favorite songs, and it seems that the more complicated the song is, the more I want to learn it. When I was little, we didn't buy the cassette tapes (yes, this was waaaayyy before the CD was invented) of my favorite bands. I had to tape them from the radio. And then, since I didn't have the cover or the internet, I spent hours and hours typing out the words. On a typewriter. Type a few words, rewind, make sure I had it, listen, pause, type, rewind, relisten. Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start the Fire" really gave me a run for my money. But by golly, I was going to be able to sing those songs the right way! These days, I am all over Train's "50 Ways to say Good-bye". Fortunately, I don't have to type out the words. Memorizing them is plenty hard enough. And as always, the songs need to be sung at the top of my terrible voice while I dance myself into a sweat.
3. I used to be afraid of all animals, and actually petrified of dogs. To the point that if a strange dog came anywhere near me, I would freeze in that spot and tears would roll down as I prayed that it would just go away. My best friend had a cat, and I made her close the bedroom door when I spent the night so the cat couldn't get in the room. I would never sit on furniture unless my feet were up, fearful that the cat would grab at them from underneath the chair/couch. We had endless animals growing up, and I was leery of every single one. Well, except the duck. There is nothing scary about a duck.
And now, I live on a freakin' farm. I wrestle dogs, pigs, and chickens on a semi-regular basis. I have dealt with bats, mice, opossums, raccoons, birds, and snakes without crying or screaming. Maybe some cussing, but no screaming or crying.
4. Back then, I worked out every day for two hours. Now, unless you call laundry a work-out, I do nothing.
5. I always did and always will (I hope) love learning new things and going on "adventures". I babysat for our Jewish neighbors a lot. Many, many times I would stay well after the parents returned home to practice learning Hebrew, help them get ready for holy days, and try their different types of food. I also babysat for different neighbors (the rich neighbors) with whom I first went horseback riding and water skiing. If people would ask me to go do something, I'd always answer, "Sure!" (Legal things only. My dad was high up in the police dept., so no one ever asked me to do anything illegal.)
I still like to try new things. Hubby and I love taking vacations in which we have no agenda. We simply get in the car and drive backroads, stopping whenever we see something that interests us. We once went south, made it to New Orleans, where we went on a three hour tour, had lunch, then headed back north. I love doing stuff like that.
6. I have always been and hopefully always will like to laugh. A lot.
7. I always have and probably always will have no trouble stating my mind. I have my dad to thank for that. When I was 18 I was called for jury duty. The city I come from isn't all that big, so most of the lawyers knew my dad and knew that he was a policeman. That meant I was dismissed more than once. One man, though, asked me point-blank, "You are 18. If you disagree with other jurors who are old enough to be your grandparents, will you be able to say so?" I replied, "You said you know my dad. I'm a lot like him." For that jury, I was picked.
8. I've said it before and I'll say it again. I love math, especially algebra. It was always my favorite subject in school. In college, it totally saved my GPA, being that math classes were 5 credit hours, as opposed to the endlessly boring geography 3 credit classes.
9. My mom was a very picky eater who didn't really cook, ergo, I was a picky eater who didn't know how to cook. In our house, we ate a whole lot of canned corn, canned carrots, canned spinach, and mashed potatoes from a box. Then I married Hubby, whose mother cooked a wide variety of foods from scratch. I learned bits and pieces, but it wasn't until I had kids that I really got into cooking for real. Now, there are few foods we eat from a box or can.
10. And lastly, from the looks of this list, I still enjoy talking about myself. Apparently, I tend to be a touch egotistical.
How about you? How do you compare to your younger self? Besides the wrinkles and jiggles, of course.
Have a lovely day!
This was a great post! I think in my "old age" I am a much stronger person that I ever thought I would be... but, that comes from burying a 17 year old brother. I also am more apt to go with the flow... things that were interrupted or unplanned used to upset me so much that I would sometimes get physically sick. Nowadays, I am just like "whatever" and go on with life. And, I hope to God I have better fashion sense then I did when I was young... some of the outfits that I can remember or have pictures of... I don't know how my parents let me leave the house! My fave was an army jacket, red beret, black sweat pants with one leg hiked up and ballerina flats. Oh my.ReplyDelete
You are very put together compared to me on most days! I have the opposite difference!ReplyDelete
After 30+ years of frumpy, I decided it was time for a change. And really, it isn't any harder to put on a nice shirt than it is to put on a T-shirt, as long as it doesn't need ironing. I refuse to iron.Delete
Funny, it was math that killed me in college! I love that you & your hubs just got in the car & drove for a little getaway. My hubby loves to find alternative routes to places, back roads, off the beaten path, and I must admit, I'm rarely fearful as he has excellent navigational skills.ReplyDelete
We've done several trips like that, and we've loved them all. I'm glad you let your husband take you on these jaunts. There are so many fun and interesting things off the beaten path!Delete
I totally remember taping songs from the radio! That's awesome. You look fantastic by the way! I think it's cool that you are so adventurous. It makes things more fun, for sure.ReplyDelete
Thank you! Adventures are certainly more fun, even when things go wrong. Gotta have the right attitude going in, though. We've had a night or two when we had some trouble finding a place to stay.Delete
I remember taping songs from the radio! You had to have the patience of a saint and the reflexes of a ninja!ReplyDelete
Exactly! Unfortunately, I wasn't always ninja-like. One summer vacation, on our way to my mom's hometown in Canada, I was listening to my taped songs. A news clip came on, forecasting snow. I screamed,"There's going to be snow!" before I realized I had taped it in the middle of winter. My mom still makes fun of me.Delete
I love that!Delete
I love your list! #10 cracked me up. I'm right there with ya. That's why I have a blog! #2 is hilarious! We had so little to do back then that typing out lyrics on a typewriter didn't seem like a time-waster. I remember typing stuff on my dad's typewriter. I can't remember what, but I LOVED it.ReplyDelete
Thank you! There is nothing like a blog to satisfy that egotism, is there? I miss those days of typewriters, if for nothing else but the smell of White-Out.Delete
Thank God for the Internet! Love the story about you writing all the lyrics by hand. I remember doing this too. I'll bet you still know all of "We Didn't Start the Fire," don't you?ReplyDelete
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team, Davey Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland --- Now it's going to be in my head all day long. :)Delete
Yes, me too! That is too funny!Delete
Enjoyed your list. I too experienced several things for the first time babysitting for rich neighbors. I had not thought about that in years. Before they took me to their beach condo, I did not know vacations like that even existed.ReplyDelete
Thanks! This family ended up moving out of our neighborhood into a mansion they built. They even had a lake dug in the shape of a figure eight for water skiing tournaments. Cool as all get-out. I had no idea people lived like that.Delete
UPDATE: They went bankrupt and had to sell the mansion. There are now MANY houses around that lake.Delete
This is a really great writing prompt. It's interesting to think about how we have changed over time. The fact that you were afraid of animals and now live on a farm amazes me. That is quite a change!ReplyDelete
It is a great prompt. I had a nice little walk down memory lane. I am frequently amazed that this is my life. Oh, what we do for love. Of a house. I fell in love with a house that came with chickens.Delete
Great list! i too still have no fashion sense lol. good thing I have boys not girls!ReplyDelete
Thank your lucky stars. For just one girl, I've had to learn how to do French braids, accessorize, and walk the modest but fashionable line. Be oh so grateful for the boys. Thanks for stopping by!ReplyDelete
You are not egotistical, you just make a great subject! I am not afraid of any animals but mommy duck once attacked my 165 pound dog and boy oh boy, there is something scary about ducks!!! Do you have any at the farm now?ReplyDelete
Laundry is absolutely exercise! Just look at how fit you are!
Our duck started as a chick we got for Easter one year. It lived in our basement until the weather warmed up, then in the creek in our backyard with the wild ducks. My son was attacked by a wild goose once, so I guess a duck is closely related enough to cause fear, too. No ducks at the farm, though.Delete