Throwback Thursday #57 – What You Say

I am back today with cooler temperatures and happily both my internet and electricity are working. I was finally able to catch some rays without fainting.  It’s a real bummer that the high 90s are on their way back soon. I was hoping that the beginning of fall would mean better weather.

I’ve been digging getting stuff done around the house. My latest project is cleaning out my scrapbooking room. I have more materials than many stores do. Jeepers creepers, I’ve spent a lot of dough on supplies.  I’m such a spaz though. This afternoon I managed to bang my foot on a door, breaking a toe. It’s the third broken toe in as many months. It’s a bummer that I can’t seem to tell when my feet are in danger. I feel I need curb feelers for my big feet.

If you care to join in, it’s easy.

  • Write your own post sharing your memories and leave a pingback to this post in the comments.
  • You can use the photo above in your post to make it easier to find.
  • Tag it with #TBTMemory or #IRememberWhen.
  • If you do not wish to write your own post, feel free to tell your story in the comments below.

This week’s prompt is: Slang
I think this should be no sweat, but I’ll provide some questions to help you along. You can always free write if you’d rather.

What were the words you would have used to describe something cool or popular?
How about those things that were uncool?
What were the hairstyles of the day?
Did they have a name everyone used to reference them?
What were the styles of the time?
What word would you have used to describe something distasteful?
What about peers you were not fond of or were not part of your tribe?
Any phrases you remember that were used (or overused)?

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Things that I liked were considered groovy, a gas, boss, bitchin’, and of course bad. You always had to be aware of the latest correct term, so you were not out-of-it. Things and people that were uncool were referred to as candyass or certified.

Back in my day your hair was either stick straight or you had an afro. I had straight hair most of the time. I did get a perm in red rollers once. I’ll have to look for a picture.

The styles of my teen years were off the chart different from my younger days. Most of my friends were decked out in the same threads: mini shirts, go-go boots, frayed jeans, tie-dyed shirts, and we went braless. We thought we were groovy, funky, and badass.

Something distasteful would be considered a bummer, a drag, or a downer.

Peers who were not part of my small tribe would have been considered square, dweebs, or flakes.

The most used and overused that I remember were radical, mellow, and heavy.

It’s very late so I’m off to try and sleep. I’ll catch you on the flip side.

Throwback Thursday #53 – It’s A Formal Affair

While most of us grew up with school clothes and play clothes, there were occasionally those special clothes, aka glad rags. Clothes can bring up strong memories and emotions.

When we were very young, our parents were in charge of our wardrobe. It was their job to make sure we weren’t inappropriately dressed. Because formal wear is not our typical way to dress, we often remember those special garments.

If you care to join us, it’s easy.

  • Write your own post sharing your memories and leave a pingback to this post in the comments.
  • You can use the photo above in your post to make it easier to find.
  • Tag it with #TBTMemory or #IRememberWhen.
  • If you do not wish to write your own post, feel free to tell your story in the comments below.

This week’s prompt is: It’s A Formal Affair

I am proposing a different way to write to the prompt today. Because we all had very diverse upbringings, I am going to list several reasons why you might get dressed up. Please feel free to add any occasion you had to get dressed up.

What were your special clothes like?  Did you get your hair done for the occasions? Was a mani-pedi part of the process? Were you instructed on how to behave? Did you have any input on the formal attire? Did you feel comfortable in your special outfit?

Please feel free to write about as many of the occasions you’d like to share. Pictures would be an awesome addition.

* A wedding – either as a member of the wedding party or as a guest
* A Baptism, a Bar/Bat Mitzvah, or Some Other Religious Ceremony
* A funeral
* A formal dinner party
* A Night at the Theater, the Ballet, or the Opera
* High School Prom and/or Formal School Dance

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The first dressy dress I remember wearing was when my mom married for the 5th time. We moved out of the house I grew up in to move into L’s house. I was not too happy with the idea of moving. My mom kept telling me the house was bigger than ours and had a pool. The new “fancy” dress was a bribe to make me accept the marriage. I did love the dress. I had a beautiful corsage. The best part of the day was meeting Clooney, the boxer. (The marriage lasted a few months.)

The next time I remember wearing formal clothing was the Spring Fling in high school and the Junior Prom. Those occasions were special because they were formal attire. Because I bought my own clothes, I got to choose what I wanted. My formal for the Spring Fling had to be altered because I was so thin. I had my hair done at the hairdresser. I didn’t have a mani/pedi for the occasion. For the Prom, I had a dress made for me. A neighbor that did alterations took my pattern and velvet blue fabric and turned it into the best fitting garment I have ever owned. I did not have my hair done at the hairdresser for the prom.

 I didn’t have a need for truly formal clothes often. I did buy nice dresses for special religious dinners with my paternal family. Dress clothes were fun to shop for. When my high school friend and I would go to concerts at the Forum, I would buy “funky” dress clothes. It was our way of being somebody other than who we were.   

The last time I bought a formal dress was 22 years ago.

 

 

 

 

 

Throwback Thursday #51 – Learning New Skills

It’s my turn at bat. I’ve been pulling my hair out trying to think of something Maggie and I have not done before. I know we’ve talked about learning to drive, learning to cook, and learning to swim. I am going to follow that path and ask about your childhood approach to learning new skills.. As kids we are exposed to a huge variety of learning experiences. We can never succeed unless we  are willing to make a commitment to the process.

If you care to join us, it’s easy.

  • Write your own post sharing your memories and leave a pingback to this post in the comments.
  • You can use the photo above in your post to make it easier to find.
  • Tag it with #TBTMemory or #IRememberWhen.
  • If you do not wish to write your own post, feel free to tell your story in the comments below.

This week’s prompt is: Learning New Skills

You can either free write using these questions as inspiration or answer the question as they are. If you prefer you can pick and choose the questions that apply to you. Have fun.

1. When did you learn to ride a bike? Were you self-taught or did someone teach you? Any major injuries on the way? Did you master the skill? Do you still ride? If applicable, did you teach your kids?

2. Did you learn to play a musical instrument? At what age? Who taught you? How often did you practice?   Were you in band at school? How good were you? Do you still play? If applicable, did you encourage your kids to play?

3. Did you sing in a choir in church or at school? At what age? How often did you practice? Did you enjoy it? How good were you? Do you still sing with others?

4. Did you have formal instructions on speaking a second language? Were you fortunate enough to be raised in a house with two or more languages? Did you learn a second language in school? Are you fluent in more than one language?

5. Did you to play on a sports team or learn martial arts? At what age did you start? Did a parent become a coach? Did you practice at home? Do you still play sports? If applicable, did you encourage your children to play on a team?

6. Did you ever take dance, tap, ballet, baton, cheerleading, etc. lessons? When did you start? How long did you take lessons? Did you practice on your own in addition to the lessons? How skilled did you become? Did you encourage your children to do the same?

7. Did you learn to roller skate or ice skate? Did someone teach you or did you take lessons? At what age did you learn? Did you become skilled  quickly? Can you still skate? Did you teach your children.

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I learned to ride a bike at about age five. It was a hand me down from a neighbor. I was thrilled to ride a “big bike.” I was always falling and getting bruise and bumps on my legs. I honestly don’t remember who taught me. I have memories of standing at the curb and starting off on my ride. I felt like I was learning all over again when I got a ten-speed bike. I taught my daughters to ride as soon as they could reach the ground and pedals safely. I haven’t ridden in years. I live where there are mostly hills and I can’t afford a fall at this stage of the game.

I took the clarinet in 5th grade. I was awful. I never mastered the instrument. Much to the chagrin to my family, I practiced at home almost daily. I was in the band at school. As I recall, we were all pretty bad. My older daughter played the flute. She became very good at it. I tried the choir in elementary school, but I was even worse at singing.  My younger daughter was in choir through school. She was very talented. Thank goodness, neither of my kids took after me.

I took Spanish in 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade, 10th grade, 11th grade and two years in college. I can’t speak the language more than basic terms. I understand more than I can speak. I wish I was fluent. I envy those that can speak multiple languages.

I played sports with my brothers. Nothing formal of course. Back then, girls couldn’t play on boys’ teams. In PE we played all types of sports. Softball was the cause of numerous injuries for me. I enjoyed the game, but it wasn’t anything I really mastered. I never learned any style of martial arts. My daughters played softball as 3rd and 4th graders, and they took karate for a short time.

I never took any type of girlie lessons. I was a tomboy all the way. Luckily, my town offered free lessons for tap, ballet, and baton so my daughters took all of them. I had roller skates with a key as a kid. My shoes were often abused by the skates. I had real roller skates as a teen. Roller skating was a fun “date” activity. I ice skated a couple of times, but not well. I had my daughters take roller skating and ice skating long enough to be safe. Again, I wouldn’t dare do it now.

 

 

 

 

Throwback Thursday #49 – First Dating Experiences

Welcome back to Throwback Thursday. I am here again to provide a prompt to jog your memory. We’ve talked about first crushes so it’s only logical to wonder about actual dates. When you think back to your “first dates,” do you cringe or smile?  Whatever age you started dating, it was sure to have been an exciting step into being a grown-up. First dates can be awkward, nerve-wracking, exciting, disastrous, wonderful or any number of things. When you start dating, it is usually to find someone who you enjoy spending time with. Then dating becomes more about finding someone you connect with and care about; someone who makes you happy and who you can make happy in return.

If you care to join us, it’s easy.

  • Write your own post sharing your memories and leave a pingback to this post in the comments.
  • You can use the photo above in your post to make it easier to find.
  • Tag it with #TBTMemory or #IRememberWhen.
  • If you do not wish to write your own post, feel free to tell your story in the comments below.

This week’s prompt is: Your First Dating Experiences
You can use the questions as is or write your own experiences incorporating those that fit for you.

1) On your very first date, did you do the asking, or were you asked out?
2) Were you typically stressed out before a first date? Did things seem to be easier the more you dated the same person?
3) What did you do to prepare for the date? Did you wear new clothes, or special outfits?
4) How did you meet those first dates? Were your dates with friends of a family member, or friends of a friend?
5) Did you have a curfew on those early dates? Did you typically arrive home on time or were you constantly breaking curfew?
6) Did your parents insist on meeting whomever you dated?
7) Where did you usually go when on a date? (movies, concerts, picnics, etc.)
8) Did the boy/man always pay for the date or did you go Dutch treat?
9) Were you typically the talker or the listener on a date?
10) What did you do if the date clearly wasn’t going well? (feign a headache, ask to go home, end the date early, etc.)
11) A connection from the past to the present, if applicable. How long did you date your current partner before marriage?
12) Bonus Question: Care to share a disasters first date??????

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On my very first “date” I was asked if I wanted to go to a movie. The guy was a neighbor. I don’t think I ever asked out anyone on a first date. If we had been dating for a while, I might make plans for a future date though. I was always nervous before a first date. (not that I had that many) With the few guys I dated multiple times, I was much calmer after the initial date.

I dated guys I knew from school, my neighborhood, and friends of my girlfriends. I never went out with someone I did not know at all. I was definitely too chicken for that. My girlfriend in high school, had numerous cousins that were “to die for.” I almost went out on a date with one of them. Truthfully though, after spending an afternoon hanging out with him, I knew his looks were all he had going for him.

When I first started dating, I would try on numerous outfits to see what felt right. That was my habit to calm myself whenever I was nervous. I knew that no matter how long I knew someone, this was a different interaction and I wanted to feel as comfortable as I could.

I had no real curfew because my mom came home from work at about 3 AM. She might have told me when to come home, but I knew I could do whatever I pleased. I always told my date a curfew to see how he respected my boundaries. I don’t remember my mom ever asking to meet my dates. I was not so easy going with my own daughters.

Going to the movies was always a typical date in my teens. Drive in movies were only with a guy I knew well. “Passion pits” were not for a date with someone you didn’t know well. Going out for a meal before or after meant the guy wasn’t a cheapskate. LOL. I never paid for a date until I started dating my first husband. We went out for a year before we got married. I would plan some of our dates before we got engaged. If I planned it, I insisted on paying for it.

If I didn’t know my date well, I was the listener. If I knew them as a friend already, it was much more of a mutual sharing experience. I have a great ability to listen to someone and know if they are being honest or not. I don’t think I have ever had a date so bad that I asked to go home early. If I decided it was not a good match, I’d just not go out with them again.

A crazy date I had many moons ago was with a guy I knew from high school. He was friends with my friend’s fiancé. We knew each other fairly well as school friends. I was honestly surprised about him asking me out. He had a VW bug and it died in the middle of the street when we crossed a puddle. He tried to ask me if I wanted to help push the car in the rain. I cut him off with a “hell no.” The date didn’t get much better after that. I was impressed that he sold a few greeting card ideas to Hallmark. I was less than impressed with his paid job of inseminating cows on a nearby dairy farm. Oy vey.

Throwback Thursday #48 – That Was Then And This Is Now

 

I am here today for Throwback Thursday. Maggie will be back next week after returning from her family vacation. If you care to join us, it’s easy.

  • Write your own post sharing your memories and leave a pingback to this post in the comments.
  • You can use the photo above in your post to make it easier to find.
  • Tag it with #TBTMemory or #IRememberWhen.
  • If you do not wish to write your own post, feel free to tell your story in the comments below.

This week’s prompt is: That Was Then And This Is Now  I’m doing something a little different this week. Growing up, we all had dreams and aspirations.  I’d like you to think back about what you were like and what you wanted as a kid compared to the adult choices you made.

1) When you were a kid, did you like your name? Would you have changed it if you could? Do you like it now?

2) As a kid, what always brought a smile to your face? What about now, as an adult? (family-friendly please)

3) What was the most important lesson your parents taught you? Did you pass that lesson down to your family?

4) Are there talents you started as a child that you still have? If so, what are they?

5) Is there something you regret not doing or starting when you were young? What was it?

6) Did you have more close friends as a kid or as an adult? Any idea why?

7) Where did you go to think as a kid? Where do you go now?

8) What would be the name of the chapter of your life from 10 – 18? What would the name be the name of the chapter of your life currently?

9) What wonderful thing happened in your adult life that your child self could never have imagined?

10) Would your child self like your adult self? Why or why not?

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1) I didn’t like my name as a kid. I was always spelling it because it was mispronounced often. Later, I learned to say that it was pronounced just like Lauren Bacall. If I could have changed it as a kid, I would have. Now, as an adult I like it very much. I never had another Lauren in any class until college. I liked that part.

2) The first thing that came to mind was ice cream as a kid and as an adult. I love ice cream. The more chocolate in it, the better.

3) The most important thing my mom taught me was that I was responsible for all my choices, both good and bad. I tried to pass that down to my daughters. I believe I was successful, until they reached 18. Then it was a totally different story. They made decisions and wanted to be free of the consequences.

4) The only talent I started as a kid was sewing. It still brings me joy.

5) I wanted to go scuba diving and sky diving when I was young. I tried scuba diving in 2000, but my claustrophobia stopped me from finishing the class. I always wanted to sky dive. Age prevents me from doing that now.

6) I only had one or two friends growing up. Typically, I had no close friends, just acquaintances.  In the past few years, I have added two amazing friends to my tribe. I never would have imagined the friendships I now have were even a possibility.

7) As a kid, I would hide in my bedroom to think. Now, it’s usually outside on my swing.

8) 10 to 18 would be titled, “Utter Chaos.”  Now, it would be, “Learning To Love Who I Am.”

9) As a kid, I never thought I would leave North America. Happily, I’ve been fortunate to be able to travel to Sweden, Denmark, Italy, France, Greece, England, Ireland, Australia, and New Zealand.

10) I think my child self would be a fan of my adult self because I have learned to accept who I am, and to set boundaries to protect myself.

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