Archive for the 'Youthful indiscretions' Category
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Meeting my mother in the middle
When I was growing up, I often marveled at the way my friends spoke to their mothers. To put it bluntly, if I’d mouthed off like they did, my mother would have smacked me. Of course, she did smack me a few times, but I only took the liberty of talking back to […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on April 25th, 2008 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 10 Comments »
Insulation
Yesterday we visited a friend who had checked himself into a drug and alcohol treatment center. Fortunately, this treatment center happens to be in the mountains - ideally located for a day trip of hiking and sightseeing - and so we made a day of it.
When we arrived at the center after our hike, I […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on April 21st, 2008 tagged Daring you to disagree, Home on the range, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 13 Comments »
Like an elephant
I have a regrettably good memory.
It’s regrettable in that I remember far too much of what I’d rather forget. While it may be convenient to function as a walking Rolodex of names, numbers, and email addresses (but not birthdays, unfortunately - I can hardly remember my own), it’s painful to recollect - in photographic detail […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on April 15th, 2008 tagged Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 15 Comments »
It’s not her mama who’s dressing her funny
When I was in high school, I began wearing clothes that offended my mother’s fashion sensibilities.
She has the figure and good taste to wear stylish and flattering clothes, and enough disposable income to fill her closet (and the guest room closet) with clothes and shoes from upscale department stores and boutiques. She always looks […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 21st, 2008 tagged Miss Goosie, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 11 Comments »
(Don’t) smoke ‘em if you got ‘em
Would you walk a mile for a Camel?
I first tried smoking in high school. It was after a high school football game, and I did it mostly to see how others would react.
The following year, my friends and I started frequenting teen dance clubs on “Alternative Night”. Many people we knew smoked, but […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on March 12th, 2008 tagged Daring you to disagree, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 12 Comments »
Fearlessness
When I was five, we moved into a new house that my parents had built. It was on one of the last two lots in the neighborhood, and the other remaining lot was next door to ours.
The far edge of our backyard was a steep hillside lined with a row of honeysuckle trees, and […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on February 29th, 2008 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Miss Goosie, Miss Mousie, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 14 Comments »
May you drop your curling iron into a kitty-scented pom
In high school, I was friendly with a guy who played trumpet in the marching band, which in itself isn’t at all remarkable.
But his father was one of the football coaches.
And while the football team and the marching band occupied the same grassy expanse on Friday evenings each fall, they were still miles apart in […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on January 29th, 2008 tagged Miss Goosie, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 15 Comments »
Understanding Hillary
The summer after my sophomore year of college, I went to Air Force ROTC field training at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base. Since it was only a twenty minute drive from home, my father dropped me off - unlike almost all of the other cadets, who flew into the civilian airport and were transported by […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on January 9th, 2008 tagged Daring you to disagree, The wild blue yonder, Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 15 Comments »
New Year’s Rotten Eve
Does anybody really have fun on New Year’s Eve?
I can think of three New Year’s Eve occasions I’ve had that were fun. Three out of thirty-something that are within my range of memory - that’s a pretty sad statistic.
The first was either 1998 or 1999. Kyle and I took the DC Metro to […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on December 31st, 2007 tagged Who me?, Youthful indiscretions | 23 Comments »
Can you keep a Christmas secret?
Gift-giving is, by far, my least favorite part of the holidays. Call me Scrooge, but it starts to feel as if I’m just checking off a long list of obligations, buying simply for the sake of buying. I’ve begun opting for gift cards - thoughtfully-chosen ones, but one step away from cash all […]