Saturday, May 15, 2010

Napkin Scrawl #10 - Remember When...

As I stand in my shower, my fortress of solitude if you will, my memory is a flood of “Remember Whens.” Who knows why this topic astounds me…

Remember when…
You woke to the sound your little brother crawling to the bathroom because he couldn’t walk with his braces on his feet? The braces were to help straighten his knees, but you laugh because he still runs like Forest Gump.

Remember when…
You kissed a boy on the school bus when in Kindergarten. First love of your life, first kiss besides your mother. Kenny, never could put his shoes on the correct feet.

Remember when…
You and your brother collected toads and kept them in the milk box outside on the porch. The milkman hated us that day when he delivered milk and freed the toads.

Remember when…
The neighbor twins came over to play with said toads and decided to see if toads flew. Mom was not happy to have toad splat on her roof.

Remember when…
At six years old, your family picked up stakes and moved to a place where you knew nobody. Sucked!

Remember when…
After moving into new home, neighbor girls came over to meet you. They didn’t care for your brother too much … which was fine because neither did you.

Remember when…
While at Oma’s ranch, Opa was milking cows when you and your brother decided to run through the troughs. The cows were not too pleased with the interruption and Opa didn’t care for getting kicked.

Remember when…
You took matches into a dry field, next to a creek, with your brother. That was fun until the retired fireman/farmer came and insisted upon frisking us because he KNEW I had matches. Lucky for me, our Aunt and Uncle arrived in the nick of time.

Remember when…
You got so sick of your brother that you threw darts at him when he wasn’t looking. *evil grin*

Remember when…
The darts stuck in him.

Remember when…
You threw a broom at your brother and Mom saw the hole in the wall… Oops.

Remember when…
You thought it was cool to cuss… but now you can’t because it speaks your emotions on so many levels.

Remember when…
You stood up to the class bully because he was picking on your best friend. Thanks Mom for teaching me how to kick between the legs. He never looked at me the same.

Remember when…
You played “Truth or Dare” and “Dare” was what all the boys would pick for you.

Remember when…
You played “Truth or Dare” you always picked “Dare” once for them and “Truth” the rest of the time, because we all know that once you’ve seen it, you don’t need to see it again.

Remember when…
You met your trumpet teacher and all you could do was stare at his lips.

Remember when…
You took your trumpet teacher out to dinner. He wouldn’t ask you, so you made the first move.

Remember when…
You and your trumpet teacher got married and while on the first night of your honeymoon, you got a crank call whilst in the throws of passion.

Remember when…
Nine years later, your first son was born. And almost two years after that, your second arrived.

Hmm, the memories do astound me…

1 comment:

Nessa_luvs_EB said...

LMAO! I crank call? Really? Trumpet teach you say??? Noooo way!!!! More flashbacks please!