Retarded USC Girl

I am outside smoking.... because as of late, that is what I do.... anyway.... they have torn up our parking lot to make another building.... and there is this enormous pile of orange clay dirt..... there are also bulldozers and such picking up the dirt and lifting it into the back of trucks.... those huge trucks... so i watched that for a while.... and noticed these two kids.... playing on that enormous mound of dirt.... apparently they are kids of the workers because no one ran them off.... and secretly.... i sort of hoped.... ok.. i outright hoped... that the bulldozer guy would get distracted or something and dump the dirt on the kids instead of into the truck.... and i could say under my breathe "guess he showed them" and then take one last long drag of my ciggy and stroll inside unaffected.

In reality I would scream "oh holy shit... mother of pearl..." or something to that affect. ... but what a world we woudl live in if i could see a load of dirt dumped on those two little kids and think only "wow they dumped dirt on the kids".

posted by Ashlyn @ 12:06 PM 0 comments

life is like a jello mold.... wobbly and unstable.... yet remarkably filling and containing surprising substances. Some people will stick anything in a jello mold and call it dessert.... maybe it is a southern thing. I watched Steel Magnolias again last night... God I adore that movie.... I feel pity for anyone who watches it with me.... because I know it word for word and sigh for sigh.... I even have the gestures down to an art.... but I am a Southern girl who has been raised on this movie since the 80s.... so I should be good at it.

Speaking of the 80s.... I feel like I am old... like old as I think my parents are at times. Decades have slipped by.... and I remember bits and pieces of them... and I relish certain parts.... and long for yesteryear. Like my parents, I think things were better in my day... but when I say "my day" i am referring to my childhood..... but everything should be golden then anyway.

I live in the 80s still... I watch the Golden Girls and Cheers. I watch Roseanne.... the late 80s and early nineties are a sentimental home for me. I love my magic 8 ball and my lava lamp. I remember when Nickelodeon came out with moon shoes. I remember when Converse all stars were too cool... in silver or pink with huge colored laces. I remember that until a few years ago, at my parents house in pooler, in the closet of the blue bedroom... (my old room).... a new kids on the block shoe lace hanged (yes that is the correctr usage of the word) from the clothing rod. It was neon orange with black letters. I remember watching a show called "hotel". I would stay up late with mama n larry and watch it when daddy worked out of town. I remember when one of our cats died and my brother cried... and said it was because he missed the cat, but we knew he really missed daddy who was working out of town. I remember when daddy came home form Louisianna on Thanksgiving Day... he had a cothes hamper on the fornt porch with a dog in it. We name it LD --- Little Dog. I remember sneaking him turkey and a brown n serve roll.... and for dinner it as just mama, daddy, larry, and me.... and I liked it that way... we ate on the good china... and daddy was home.... and I have a great Daddy... i LOVE my daddy. Thankgiving this year.... and a few years ago was just the four of us.... those are my favorite holidays.

Punky Brewster, The SMurfs, ALF, carowinds in Charlotte...Pooler Elementary School...
Kindergarten: Miss Mock
1st grade: Ms. Summers
2nd grade: Miss Russom
3rd grade: Miss. Holcombe (bitch)
4th grade: Miss Smith
5th grade: Miss Foley
SEARCH- Ms. Burkett-Shuman

after that.... the details get sketchy... i rememebr rare glimpses of middle school... like the fact that I had 6th grade social studies 5th period.... but thats it.

the 80s and early 90s were good. I wish them back.

posted by Ashlyn @ 7:12 AM 0 comments