Sunday, April 3, 2011

That was, like, the EIGHTIES and stuff. Forever ago.

Sunday Brain Dump...Verbal Vomit....Five Minutes...

Your five minutes begins....NOW!

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Yesterday my oldest turned 12. I remember 12. At least, I think I remember 12. That was ancient history according to the girls here. Like, OMGosh...that was in the 80's! That was, like...so long ago.

I guess it was. But at 12 I met my best friend. I was starting 7th grade. I remember sleepovers when I was 12. Comparing who had boobs and pubes and talking about boys. Sienna, thankfully, isn't all boy crazy like I was but some of her friends are. Last night they were singing karaoke and God Bless the Broken Road came on. Oh yeah, you guessed it...drama. Tears. Sadness. Oh, it reminds me of my ex-boyfriend! *gulp* *gasp* *sob* I'll be ok. Silly girls.

Then there was the girl that WASN'T invited. She was calling and texting..and sending pictures of herself making out with her boyfriend. Holy mother of PEARL batman....inappropriate. Her dad was home..no mom in the picture...but he was drinking beer in the living room watching TV. The girl was all "The clothes are coming OFF tonight!" Who the hell thinks about sex like that at 12?!?! I know, I know..lots of people. But C'MON! The girls here, to their credit, immediately called her (which is what she wanted, duh) and told her not to be stupid. My plus one said, "Don't be THAT girl. Don't be the girl that has sex in 6th grade because then you'll just be a slut for the rest of your life." Another told her to wait until high school (shock! No! Marriage! MARRIAGE!!!) (I mean...No sex...until you're, like, 25 or something! NO SEX! ACK!) Sienna had nothing to add because there's a REASON the girl wasn't invited to the party, yo.

Then there was the neighbor boy that was texting until 11. I finally had to text him and tell him to say goodnight.

Anyway..it was fun. Girls can EAT though...hot wings, honey bbq wings, strawberries, bananas, celery, oven fries & deviled eggs for dinner. All night snacks? Fun Dip, Sprite, Monster, popcorn, doritos, oreo ice cream cake. And that was all before I went to BED! Breakfast was banana bread, kiwi and strawberries and deviled eggs. Right now? They're at the store getting donuts and energy drinks. Crazy Fools! Good think all but one of em are going home today.

12...so long ago. I can't believe my oldest is 12 and that I was having my first baby 12 years ago yesterday. Wow.

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9 comments:

Bridget said...

Sleepovers, "Truth or Dare" and Friday Night Videos. Ahhh, that was so long ago...good times...

Crystal said...

Okay so now I'm totally missing the 80's. I had really cool clothes before I had kids too. Bummer.

Mimi said...

I love this five minutes of writing idea. It sounds like a great time for the girls!

Hugs & love,
Mimi

-stephanie- said...

I remember 12. We did the boobs and pubes thing, and talked about boys, but never even thought of sex with them. Ack!

Happy 12th Birthday Sienna!

Mommy This and That said...

I remember 12...it was horrible. I wasn't allowed to sleepovers and never had anyone over.

I have to say I don't know what I would do if I had a text like the uninvited girl had sent. While she may have been uninvited for a reason...maybe she needed to be invited if only to stay out of trouble. Poor girl!

alisha said...

i met my bff when i was 12...and now her baby is 12. broken road sadness, here. it always gets me when i look at that baby and realize that someday she'll be us and we'll be looking at grandbabies.

The Stiffs said...

Oh... 12.... I have almost 18 months before 12. I can wait a little longer. Some of the 10 year olds that were with me this weekend... so catty. How does that happen?

Brandi said...

Nooooooooo! I don't want to know any of this. LA LA LA LA LA LA *plugging ears*

I hate sleepovers. HATE. My BFF keeps telling me to just wait until Amberly has sleepovers and I will appreciate the days of Bubba's 10yo boy sleepovers with stinky boys eating too much, laughing hysterically at farts, and playing video games all night.

all.things.fadra said...

I can't tell if I loved or hated this post. I have so many dramatic memories of slumber parties (which is what we called them) in the 80s. But the whole sex thing causes a serious pain in my chest. And the texting and tears. Thank God I have a BOY and he's only 4. I think I'll keep him that way.