However, every open book has something in it that you never read! Something you might have missed the first time. Tonight I'd like to share a few of those "hidden" things about myself!
ONE
In elementary school, I had a BeeGees Thermos in my lunch box. It was Yellow and the picture of the 3 brothers was black & white in an Andy-Worhol/Pop-Art style.
Did I have a CLUE who the Bee Gees were? No.
Did I feel weird drinking from it? Yes.
Did most of my teachers laugh everyday at me drinking red Kool Aid from the Gibbs Brothers' Chalice? Probably.
I can't remember what my lunch box was. But I remember (was traumatized?) by the BeeGees.
Tonight, they took the stage on American Idol & I was like... Dudes! you were in my lunch-box every day! You-all haven't aged a bit! (then I laughed pretty hard).
It makes me second guess everything I do for my children as they are entering the next phase of life. Should I run out & find a New Kids on the Block lunch box? Heck-Yeah I should - but not for Hayley!!!
TWO
The first cassette tape I ever bought was Bobby Brown's "Don't Be Cruel". I remember being at the Crystal Target store with Grandpa Bormes. He said "Would your mom let you have that?" and I said "oh, probably." I bought it with the money I made on my paper-route.
THREE
Which brings me to - I had a paper route. I was never "Paper Carrier of the Month" like my big brother was. I remember helping Don when I was in 4th or 5th grade. When he was old enough for a real job, I took over. It was so much fun sitting on the tail-gate of the old station-wagon & running up & down the streets, or up & down the stairs of the "ghetto" apartments we lived by. (When I say fun, I mean I totally hated it).
FOUR
We also collected aluminum cans as we delivered papers. My first (& really the only) experiences with beer... are the warm, squooshed cans in the parking lot of the apartments. This is probably why I was 30 before I actually tasted beer. (& it tasted just like those warm squooshed cans smelled).
FIVE
I think the second album I bought was Tiffany & the third was Debbie Gibson's Electric Youth. I DARE you to guess what the fourth - sixth tapes were!! Number Seven was either Pray for Rain or DC Talk's Nu Thang.
SIX
I secretly snuck my brother's "Jungle Music" when he wasn't home. My favorite was Primus? Something about sailing a sea of cheese. When he was home, I yelled at him to turn it down because I couldn't hear the New Kids. But when he was listening to Metallica or Van Halen, I secretly listened through the floor vents for a while, first. Ken, Ken & Malibu Ken used to dance to "JUMP". (WHAT A FREAKIN' DORK!)
SEVEN
Speaking of dorks. That was me! I didn't really have friends in elementary school (Oh, boo hoo, right?). The kids were really cruel to me. WELL LAH-DEE-FREAKIN-DAH! I never cared! Take THAT! NEVER. CARED. The name you-all taunted me with... REALLY original, geniuses.
(HA!)
EIGHT
Since I'm on THAT subject. Around mid-sixth-grade, my mom finally said, "Sara - why don't you stand up for yourself?" I asked what that meant. She said "I don't know, but you will. If you hit him (Coley), you might get in trouble at school, but you won't get in trouble at home."
So one day, Coley did something really creepy to me. I walked up to him, squared up to him &... BOOM he hit the ground. Yup! The biggest girl in class knocked over the biggest (nastiest) boy in class.
It was after that day, this girl got a little respect. (oh, and p.s. I never got in trouble at school. In fact, the 6th grade teacher confided in me... She was SO happy that I stood up for myself, she almost clapped for me. AND she sent HIM to the office and HE got sent home!)
NINE
Ahhh How cleansing. I beat up a boy in sixth grade. Sometime ... maybe during our junior year... that boy walked past me in our high-school and smiled and said "Hi Sara". I just stared at him and said... "hi."
What I WANTED to say was... HOW DARE YOU SAY HI TO ME??!?!! You have NO right to say HI to ME! Then I wanted to push him over. BUT by this time, he was the linebacker on the football team and was at least 4 inches taller than me... I didn't go there.
It is hard to stray from that topic! LOL.
TEN
How about we switch to the fact that I really failed my driver's test when I was 16. The guy gave me my exam paper, said "Congrats you pass." wrote "Pass" on the top in a red marker & then walked away. I filled out the paper for my license & went home.
The next day I was sitting in math class, super excited about my new freedom... and pulled out my calculator. I THINK you needed 65 points to pass. I added them up for an hour & each time got 62.
ELEVEN
When I was really young - maybe 4 or 5 years old? My dad had a motorcycle. We used to go for rides together (maybe I was older?). One time, I fell asleep on the back. To this day I think that is why dad got rid of it.
TWELVE
When I was about 18 months old, my brother "pushed" me into the coffee table & I needed a stitch or 2 in my face. When I was about 2, Don and I were jumping on the bed and I fell off and broke my collar bone. I also broke my collar bone at birth. Actually MOM broke my collar bone. Those were the only injuries I had until 6th grade. Then my finger met the sharp end of the apple-peeler-corer-slicer... 'Nuff Said.
THIRTEEN
I have attended a NKOTB concert at every major venue in Minneapolis/St. Paul except the Metrodome. Harriet Island, the Met Center, the Target Center and Excel Energy Center (Thanks Becky!).
FOURTEEN
In 8th Grade, I entered a dance contest with 4 friends to win tickets to the NKOTB concert. We made it to the semi-finals! GO US! Then we turned into these 5 freakishly 14-year-old girls and blew our routine.
Is anyone bored yet?
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