What I'm Reading This Week #27
Happy Friday everyone! I hope you've got the day off to enjoy. I would really appreciate the weather dialing it back from Satan's taint to dryish heat please. I'm not even asking for much. Like 83 degrees would make me happy at this point but there's no end in sight to the 90's. The Mr and I have both been plagued with migraines this week. He had a two day event and I had an ocular migraine which is just so crappy to deal with since you can't read or do anything until your vision isn't screwed up. I got to wait on hold for an hour Tuesday with the state tax department so I decided to sand and prime the newel post while listening to hold music designed to make you hang up. To quote Bugs Bunny "he don't know me vewy well, do he?" I got that squared away and later went out between pop up storms to deadhead some zinnias which you may have seen in Wednesday's post. Speaking of Wednesday, it was a busy day in the ga...
My crush loved Duran Duran and her brother and my brother were friends so she found out that my older brother had gone to the Duran Duran concert and asked me if I could get her copies of pictures. I don't know exactly why I didn't just ask my brother but I decided this was the perfect opportunity for a covert mission into his room where I found his negatives (it was a disc camera, ugh) and took the disc negative, put it in a pouch I had on my bike and rode my bike pretty far out of normal bike riding range for a kid to take it directly to her house on a Saturday. She was quite puzzled that I didn't just have my brother give it to her brother but obviously I couldn't tell her that it was just because I wanted to see her, that would be too direct and sane! Instead I said something like "Oh I was heading this way already" yeah right! Well the inevitable happened and my brother found out I had stolen the negatives from him and he eventually got them back but it was just a lesson in how we do irrational things sometimes for a crush.
ReplyDeleteI did all kinds of crazy stuff when it came to crushes. Cut my hair into a punk style for one kid, smoked for another, pretended I had the same horrible music tastes as another, and did a lot of pre-teen/teen stalking just trying to catch a glimpse. I remember a friend and I would walk to a dark park across the street (a dead end street) from my main crush's giant house just to see him drive up after school. Pitiful, pitiful, pitiful.
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