Back in the day
Kevin and I have been having the "who is our baby going to look like" discussion and I keep telling him he better wish it's me because I was the cutest baby ever. Don't ask me which is me and which is my sister. I have no idea, but we're twins so we both were cute. The key word is "were" for her. She really turned into an ugly duckling... :) No, we were not nuns in training, just got out of the tub, thank you very much.
My sister's blog today took me back to elementary school. I don't have much of a memory at all, but there are few stories from elementary school that will never leave my mind. For one, I was in school when the Challenger crashed and I remember playing on the playground and someone started a rumor that they saw a person on a parachute fall from the sky and it could be someone from the challenger. That person got in big trouble for mocking something so serious.
Then there was the time BM's boyfriend ran away from school. That was an exciting day because school was pretty much boring each day other than that. One time, a boy named Phillip sat in front of me in class and he picked the most puffy green booger right out of his nose. Then the day Matthew Carlisle (my 3rd grade boyfriend) fainted while we were waiting in line for the water fountain. I wished I'd known CPR.
There was a major bully in our school named Angie (no, not me) and I distinctly remember being in charge of "taking names" one day when Mr. Ingram was not in the room. This meant you took names down of anyone that talked while he was out. Upon getting this responsibility I immediately wrote down Angie's name because she was such a meanie and I just assumed she would talk at some point. It was worth getting beat up. Turns out she was all talk and never actually beat me up. Wuss. :)
What's your favorite childhood story?? I realize these really aren't interesting to anyone else but you, but at least it takes you away from the daily stress of today's life and lets you travel back in the day for a while.
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When I was in the 5th grade and lined up outside my classroom before school started I looked across the hallway and saw a boy named Lee with his legs up and he had a hole in the crotch of his pants. That wouldn't be so bad if he had been wearing underwear! Now that I think about it, that's really sad!
Ok, is this turning into "My most embarrassing moment ever?" Well, I got a terrible nickname when I was in 5th grade. I was sitting in class and there was a boy in front of me, one behind me, and boys on either side of me. I couldn't hold it in any longer and let a big one go. It must have been loud. I was so embarrassed! I just acted like it wasn't me and all of a sudden the boys started pointing at me and laughing. That's how I got my name, "Pootie Patti". I hope noone reads this. Maybe I need to delete it.
Ha, ha, Pootie Patty. I am laughing out loud.
I remember Daniel Youngblood who smelled like a dumpster and ran around saying "snausy patty" and "snausages" all the time. Mr. Ingram would spray Lysol around his desk every time he left the room. Wonder whatever became of him...
My husband still calls me "poots" sometimes. One of my friends has my husband in her cell phone listed as "Pootie's Man".
Patti
No recollections whatsoever....I can barely remember last week.
But, I want to say that you're the twin on the right and Tammie's the one on the left.
I'm right, aren't I? I rock.
I also remember you putting on your Harding sweatshirt every time a certain someone made you mad...
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