Last night I dug into my decades-old Ziploc bag looking for more baby photos to use on my sidebar. I spent upwards of two hours browsing and scanning what seemed to be millions of old memories from around 25-30 years ago (yikes), and became surprisingly sentimental over the whole deal. Being a young kid in the 1970’s was the best!
Case in Point #1:
Simplicity. Look how happy, albeit hot and sweaty, I am in this picture. Just chillin’ with my Aunt Jemima bandana on a hot summer day while my dad waters the lawn. I wonder how long I spun around on that dorky sit-and-spin. Probably all freaking day long. Would kids these days be content on a plastic spinny-thing all day? I think not. Now, it’s all about the over-stimulating video games or driving a battery-operated mini-Hummer. Crazy, I tell ya. Bring back the sit-and-spin!
Case in Point #2:
McDonalds birthday parties. Oh, how joyous! Eating our cheeseburgers and fries while shooting the shit. Hell yes. Not concerned that some crystal meth freak might snatch us off the playground. And not once did our parents worry about us catching the Avian Flu while jumping around in the colored balls. Good times.
Case in Point #3:
In the 1970’s, you were forced to use your imagination. First of all, check out my thrilling tea party. I don’t remember who that little boy is, but he appears to be having a mighty fine time. Actually, he looks a little constipated and/or scared. Whatever. What a hostess- I particularly enjoy the way my arm is resting on the chair, like I am posing for Town and Country magazine.
Whoorl enjoys a lovely afternoon of tea and crumpets in her fine Oklahoma home.
Ok, that isn’t the reason I posted this photo. I truly believed with all of my heart that a miniature pastry queen lived in the top of my yellow ruffled curtains. Her specialty was blueberry pie, but she also made all sorts of fruit tarts and pastries. When I would have friends over, I would sit them down on the bed and tell them about my pastry queen. Then I would hand them an invisible pastry and promise that if they squeezed their eyes shut really tight, they could taste her amazing pies. Their faces would light up and they would yell out “I taste it! I taste it!” I would just nod, knowing that I was the luckiest girl to have a miniature pastry queen living in my curtains.
Call me bonkers, but I really could taste those pies. They were damn good.
kris
November 29, 2005 at 5:41 pmI would LOVE for you to invite me over for tea and crumpets. Let’s do that instead of work tomorrow!!!
For now, I will drink wine and think of you while watching the Biggest Loser. Only because we talked about it before, NOT because you are a huge loser. Which you aren’t.
I’ll shut up now.
whoorl
November 29, 2005 at 5:59 pmYes, tea and crumpets! All day, everyday!
I am soooo counting down the minutes until The Biggest Loser. It doesn’t come on for two more hours here on the west coast! Aaargh.
kimmer
November 29, 2005 at 6:23 pmFABULOUS CURTAINS. I also love the way your arm rests – that was the first thing I noticed about the picture.
Cocodrie
November 29, 2005 at 6:25 pmOh, wow. How I loved those McDonald’s birthday parties and that giant hamburger tree you could crawl to the top of. Right after scarfing down some processed cheese and a vanilla faux-gurt cone. Mmmmmmm.
Also, I had a yellow canopy bed with a canopy the EXACT print of your bandana. What’s up with the late 1970s and the luscious gingham, gingham, everywhere?!
undercover celebrity
November 29, 2005 at 6:07 pmI LOVE the pastry queen. It makes me want to have little girls…
bishOp stu tu
November 30, 2005 at 4:54 amwhOOrl gOOrl,
I love the pix. Is that boy Chad (Jeannie Edmondson’s)? …or did you pick him up off May Avenue?
Life was simpler then..indeedy. Red beans (pintos) and Rice…and all that’s nice.
take the lOad off annie.
tankee, da bishOp
Jessie
November 30, 2005 at 7:14 amOh, I loved – LOVED – the McDonald’s birthday parties when I was little.
Also, I had fairies that lived in my laundry closet when I was little. They would keep us busy for hours and we often fought over which fairy belonged to who. I hope my kids have as much fun with their imagination as I did.
SAJ
November 30, 2005 at 8:42 amI love how coordinated you are with your green wall paper and green table cloth and yellow cups and yellow curtains! Things are beginning to make sense….
Jurgen Nation
November 30, 2005 at 4:15 amOh my god, Whoorl…I’m dying over here! In falling-out-of-chair-hysterics!! Your descriptions are spot on!!!
And the sit-n-spin. Good times! I still maintain that I would really, really enjoy riding around on a big wheel nowadays. Of course the big wheel would have a huge dent in the front wheel, but that only made it more fun.
kathryn
November 30, 2005 at 1:42 pmMcDonald’s birthday parties were Total Quality!!
ms. sizzle
December 1, 2005 at 9:05 amthose were the days, weren’t they? the sit-n-spin, parties without the fear of being kidnapped and invisible, tasty pastries!
you are the coolest. :)
gorillabuns
December 1, 2005 at 12:55 pmalways the perfect model. i’ve seen the spreads from modeling school clothes to western wear. you do it up right!