I am back from North Palm Beach, my second quarter of Medical Assisting classes have started, and I’m trying to hit the ground running. (OH AND MIGHT I MENTION I GOT STRAIGHT 4.0s LAST QUARTER.)
Once again I have lots of things to say, but little time to actually write about them. So I will leave you with this…
I was searching flickr for photos of sneezing (school project) and ran across this super sweet photo of a tiny girl dressed up as Leia for Halloween in 1981:
Is that cute or what? Look at her little white patent leather shoes! Look at that awesome mustard colored Corolla!
This reminds me of how I dressed up as Cinderalla in junior high (my aunt and I sewed this awesome powder blue dress with a white lace overlay and sparkly seed beads), and my stepmother thought I was making an ironic statement about her being the Wicked Stepmother from the fairy tale, and got very angry. (She also hated the dress because “my tits were hanging out.”) My breasts weren’t even developed enough to hang out, and my wit wasn’t developed enough to make an ironic statement like that, but I sure wish I had thought of it instead of her.
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Wow, you really had a wicked stepmother. And not in a wicked custom paint job sort of way.
God, if only she was wicked instead of Wicked. Yeah, she was (is) a messed up person, in the most intense, mind-boggling sense. I haven’t seen her since 1998 or so, and I plan on keeping it that way.
Fortunately I have a wicked mother-in-law :D
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