Stiletto’s & Shoulder Pads.
- August 29th, 2007 10:24 pm
When I was a little girl, I had visions about what my life as an adult would be like. The visions were clad with stilettos, jewelry, and shoulder pads. (Yes, I said it.) But really, I guess I was envisioning the life of the Barbie dolls I owned or the women I saw on television. (Come to think about it, I looked a little too much like Barbie in my adult vision for myself. I was clearly being kind to myself.) My adult life in my mind was always situated around the beach. Still, I wore a variety of stilettos.
The best part of my vision of adult life was that all I wanted to be was the owner of a Cassette Tape Store. Laugh all you want, but I was pretty serious about it. I practiced by rearranging and alphabetizing my mothers plethora of cassettes. I even incorporated VHS tapes later. I’m sure you can imagine how bummed I was when cassettes became less popular. I’m even more sad now because they are all but void.
I think it’s funny to think back about how I viewed adulthood as a child. What I though I would do/see/be. It’s all funny.
Even more funny is the fact that we all do it now as adults. I picture what next year will be like, next week, 10 years from now, etc. I always wonder if the vision I picture will be as ridiculous when that time comes as my vision of adulthood as child. (Mind you, the shoulder pads are gone from future visions but the stilettos remain. I heart shoes.)
Anyways, what did you want to be as a child. If you reply, I’m going to need the most outrageous of your career choices. I did once tell my mother I wanted to be a pole dancer. Luckily, she had a good sense of humor, and she still does. I love my mom. I loved her cassette tapes. I love Stilettos. I love ruining the conclusion to my blog by going off on random love tangents. The end. 
August 30th, 2007 @ 9:24 pm
i wanted to be a “nee-neener”
aka: a “scan” girl at walmart.
i would walk around the house, scanning stuff with the blow dryer. and i’d make the noise “nee-neen” & i LOVED it. i would even ask ppl at stores ringing us up if i could scan it (and they’d usually let me)
my dreams got ruined when:
a) they stopped using gun scanners. that was part of the fun.
b) i actually worked at walmart for like 4 weeks & scanned stuff & dealt with people and realized that nee-neening was such a very small part of the horrid cashier job.
November 10th, 2007 @ 1:35 am
I really like playing basketball more than most sports and I also love wearing high heels. If someone needed to find me, I was usually shooting hoops or involved in a game. Many a day has ended, because it got to dark to see the hoop, not to mention the player next to me.
One day, as I was walking in heels, I noticed some friends choosing sides to play. They needed one more to make it even. I had shot around in heels, but playing — well, it couldn’t be that much different, so I asked to play. Even though I had to watch my step, I was able to shoot and make my plays. We had a good time and I found out wearing high heels didn’t really take me off of my game.