For the longest time I could not care less about shoes. For many years, this drove my poor mother to distraction. I’d glom onto one pair of comfortable shoes and that is what I wore. I’d wear those shoes until they were just a bit of thread and leather. One reason may be because growing…
When I was a wee one (yes, I was actually wee – once – a very long time ago), my folks would bundle me in a snow suit and we’d go ice skating. My first skates were double bladed and I loved skating. Nobody told me that I would one day have to forsake my…
Remember all those family holidays – and you were relegated to the kids’ table? Fucking great wasn’t it? No worries about having your manners corrected. Nobody judged you for what you did or did not put on your plate! You want to slip food to the cat – no problem. Farts were sources of merriment…
I think I posted about this before. But I don’t care – I’m a fat OLD lady. We repeat ourselves! At least, this one does. Get used to it. Growing up in Bay City, Michigan, there were two candy emporiums. One was large with so many choices – and is still there – of course,…
I don’t hate dogs. Some dogs, I actually like quite a bit. But I do not want to own a dog. My family had one dog. I don’t even remember what her name was. She was a stray, largish and her coat was blond. I firmly believe she was the basis of all the stupid…
I don’t remember much of being punished before my mom remarried. Just one time – we were living with my Grandma Harris – so this was post-divorce – and we had come home from something and I was all dressed up. It must have been early summer because the above-ground pool was set up and…
I grew up in Michigan. This meant that you never knew what kind of weather you were going to get for Halloween – clear and nippy, clear and freezing, rain, snow, you name it, Michigan has it. Therefore, you had to plan for an all-weather Halloween costume. Because no matter the weather, by God, you…
In high school, I was in the National Honor Society. I don’t remember when you were allowed to join, but I think it was Junior and Senior year – I may be hallucinating this though – it may have started in Sophomore year – but I don’t think so. You had to be nominated and…
For some reason, I’ve been thinking of my first apartment lately. It was awful, but I was so proud to have a place of my own. In an old house that had been divided into 4 apartments – mine was a 1 bedroom on the first floor, right off a freeway and in a somewhat…
I couldn’t think of anything much to write about today, so I am going to share one of my favorite memories from living in Los Angeles. Before the advent of our current days of pornographic abundancy, Los Angeles was sprinkled with Pussycat (movie) Theaters. The most well known one was on Hollywood Boulevard, which only…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 