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The fashion disasters of the 80's...
I was pining away for a pair of white cowgirl boots, with faux leather fringe and turquoise bedazzles. Goodness.
Spandex (monochromatically matched with oversized shirt dresses with the ruffles on the bottom)
Double socks
Plastic shirt rings (Do you remember bunching up your shirts to the side and putting them through these rhinestone plastic contraption?)
In addition...
My obsession with Roald Dahl books
My recesses spent in the library, reading Shakespeare's Julius Ceasar in 3rd grade. (OK...so I was a nerd, but my parents liked to call me precocious ) Haha.
Truth or Dare
The insane anticipation that went along with feildtrips.
When being sent to the principal's office was comparable to being sentenced to death by a teacher.
Awful lunch ladies.
The time I got sent to the principal's office by the lunch lady, Rosie, for throwing my cafeteria lunch tray at one of the boys.
My trepidation of the big mechanical gorilla playing the organ at Chuck E Cheese (a kid's fun zone).
Being a flower girl in my mom's best friend's wedding. I made it half way down the aisle, froze up, ran into the closest unoccupied pew, and regurgitated Cheerios. Sorry...maybe I should have kept that one to myself.
Claiming the area under the slide as the "Hello Kitty Club" headquarters.
The ability to wake up earlier than noon on Saturday's for the aforementioned Saturday morning cartoon lineup.
My crush on Kirk Cameron.
Oh..and whoever mentioned them previously, YES, OF COURSE I REMEMBER POPPLES! It was all I wanted one Christmas. I still have mine.
Haha...Ok...cut me off. I'm done.
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