adolescent journals: the wonder years

Tuesday August 29 1989
My house was very quiet this morning as I awoke to find no one up. Usually my dad is awake viewing the morning news but not today. I was the first awake.
For breakfast I had Cheerios. My mother spilled some shell salad on the floor and in came Blacky, one of our cats.
August 30 1989
School has been fun the last few days and I think I am getting used to the rules of the junior high.
The teachers are fair, the lunch is alright, but the suspense of changing classes with only a limited amount of time is what I like. roaming the halls as a "big 6th grader" makes me proud.
September 01 1989
This morning I awoke at 7 o'clock. The bus comes for us at 7:25. I was hurrying around getting things together for school then I clipped my nails. I needed breakfast so I dumped some dry Cheerios in a bag and ran to wait for the bus. No sooner had I reached the top of the hill the vehicle wheeled up the hill.
Tuesday September 05 1989
On Saturday my grandma and I went to the "Farmer's Market" at the Taylor County Fairgrounds to sell some vegetables. We made nearly $20.00.
Sunday night we all went to the Medford Park for the Centennial Celebration. My mom saw a few people she knew. I ate a hamburger and an ice cream sandwich. I was bored sick following my mother around and being introduced to all her friends. I finally got everyone to "get up and go".
September 08 1989
Today is Friday and today after school my grandma and grandpa will take us to a cabin in the northern part of the state, but only for a weekend. We'll share this cabin with some of my grandparents' friends. These people own the cabin and a pontoon boat by the shore. I hope I'll have fun this weekend!
September 11 1989
This weekend I went to a cabin. It's about an hour and 30 minute drive. There are many scenic country roads, many cottages, and many people. We pontooned, fished, and were even allowed to ride ATVs around the yard! I had the time of my life. The restaurant food was great, but the home cooking was the best.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

a story about control

I have learned to love my dad even though we are very different and he has learned to love me. He is born again, loves 45, conceals and carries, has long hair, a long beard, and is no slave to fashion .   You would not believe he was even related to me by looking at him . Picture a grumpy old man with a limited perspective glued to Fox news with an opinion on everything . I only called because i wanted to check in and catch up. he said the usual things at first like “how is work?” i said, “good. We have a contract coming up.” for years as an adult i have been so careful to avoid the landmines/triggers with him whenever we talk because i don't want the conversations that we have to be arguments. I need to spend time with him not resenting him plus i have just been so tired and stressed out with midterms in school, always behind on sleep. So I can't explain why but at some point i ask "why can't the people who love guns so much just give up the automatic weapon
Read more

balance

summer is under way. i have lost another 2 lbs. for a running total of 13. I had another meeting with a dietician last week (my third one) where we talked about what I am eating and how much of it and so on. The breakthrough moment this time is something I think we all learned in the second grade: eating a balanced diet will help you maintain good health. I felt like an idiot when I said my brain work in numbers and spreadsheets she pulled out a picture of a plate -color coded, with the words DAIRY GRAINS FRUIT VEGETABLE and PROTEIN printed around it . She said my breakfast everyday must consist of d-g-f-p, my lunch must consist of d-g-f-p-v, and my dinner must consist of d-g-f-p-v. We she actually did the math for me: she said if I go grocery shopping once per week and there are 2 adults in my home and we should each have 3 fruits everyday 2 X 3 X 7 = 42 servings of fruit I should buy at the store every week! Then I asked her a billion dollar question- what about diet soda? she said t
Read more

false alarm

this will be sort of comprehensive and haphazard. today is the third anniversary of the death of my friend Michelle Carter who died in the delivery room giving birth to her second child so I think about living life to the fullest and seizing the day as our time together is too short. It is in part because of Michelle that I went back to school (nearly finished with my 6th semester back after a very long hiatus) and that I gave medical weight management a try. someone I work with but i don't know very well suddenly lost her mother in an accident just yesterday. I still feel like I am doing the right thing and the best thing for me. I watched a TV show last night called This is Life LIVE on TLC that I had DVRd featuring a woman named Monique who forgave a drunk driver 20 years after he killed her 1 year old daughter and adult sisters. I sobbed and I wondered, "What I am I holding onto that I can not let go of?" Compared to this amazing woman nothing stands to reason. yest
Read more