Showing posts with label Throwback Thursday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Throwback Thursday. Show all posts

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Throwback Thursday

Today's TBT dates back to around 1979. My bestie Court was the sassiest girl I knew - and I wanted to be just like her. She moved out of state by high school but by the power of Facebook, we found each other and picked up like not a day had passed. She's still quite sassy - but also a great mom and one hell of a lady. I still want to be just like her.

Love ya, hooker!!!!

(Bee tee dubs, I wasn't always a blond...)


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Thursday, February 27, 2014

Throwback Thursday

This is a rather messy Throwback Thursday. My scanner has PMS so I had to take a picture of a Polaroid. With my phone. Transmitted via email to my computer.

Jesus. How did any of us finish college without the use of the internet???

Age 1. My first impression. Bill Murray as Carl Spackler in "Caddyshack". One of my top 10 films. I once read that Carl only had like five lines of dialogue until Bill got on set and started improvising...and magic was made.

"I smell poontang. And the only good varmint poontang is dead varmint poontang, I think."


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Thursday, February 6, 2014

Throwback Thursday

In honor of my birthday boy who turned 2 years old yesterday, today's Throwback Thursday features Ted as a baby. I love him so much - I didn't realize how empty my life was with out him!

Happy birthday, Ted!!!


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Thursday, January 30, 2014

Throwback Thursday

My dad was laid back, funny as hell, intelligent, and just fun to be around. When I was young, he taught me how to be independent and made me feel like a grown up.

My mother is the complete opposite. She's uptight, controlling, naggy, and just an all-around pain in the ass. When I was young, she didn't want me out from under her thumb so she wouldn't let me do ANYTHING and made me feel like a baby.

My parents divorced when I was four years old but I spent every weekend with my dad until he became very ill and passed away. I'm just like him - which is probably why my mother and I never got along. Oil and water, man...to this day. Dad was my weekend reprieve from the stifling oppression that was known as "Mother".

I have a very vivid memory of me, at the ripe old age of around NINE, asking my dad, "Dad, you and Mom are soooo different. I can see why you two divorced. But how in the world did you ever end up together???" He sighed, looked me straight in my young eyes and said,

"Well, kid......she was hot."

Classic Dad.

God, I miss him.

She was pretty hot...especially in a bikini. But I couldn't find that pic so below is a family photo circa 1975.



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Thursday, January 23, 2014

Throwback Thursday

This Throwback Thursday doesn't go too far back but it was quite the omen for what was to come.

Mouth had just turned nine years old, and I wanted to take a pic of him. He was sitting next to me watching TV when I said, "Hey, I wanna take your pic. Do something."

Mouth: "Noooo. I'm watching Power Rangers."

Me: "Come on...it's at commercial. DO SOMETHINGGGG!!!!"

He slowly turned to me, smiled that shit eatin' grin, and stuck his pudgy little finger in the air. I snapped the pic, laughed my ass off, then yelled at him for giving me the bird. His response?

"Well...you told me to do something. So I DID something!"

I've been laughing (then yelling) at his vulgar actions ever since. Man, he and my dad would have been best buds. I'm beginning to wonder if Mouth isn't my father reincarnated.

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Thursday, January 9, 2014

Throwback Thursday


Year: 1995
Location: University of South Florida

My suitemate Michelle and I KILLING some wings. I always ordered atomic-eat-your-stomach-lining wings. My friends said they could smell the heat down the hall.

As you can see, this was back when we had telephones that connected to the wall. And VCRs. And super ugly carpet. And BANGS.

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Thursday, December 12, 2013

Throwback Thursday - Tiny Terror

I'm freezing my naynays off here in the Midwest so I thought I'd bring a little warmth to today's Throwback Thursday.

I was four years old and running amok in Ft. Lauderdale. Between my clown sunglasses and my hot little Speedo, I RULED THAT POOL.

My mother tells me we had to return home early because I was such a monster on that trip. At least I remember having a good time. I ALWAYS have a good time. Especially in my Speedo and clown shades.

I'm wearing them now, in fact....

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