How to Survive Life in the Suburbs

Where I’m From

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I am from Barbie’s by the boxful, and the beloved Barbie Camper.  I am from Banana-Seat bikes and mood rings, from Easy Bake Ovens and Twister.

WhereImFromCamperI am from Penny Loafers and Lip Smackers.  I am from big hair, denim jackets and polo shirts.  I did not love Shoulder Pads, but that is where I am from.   I am from Swatch Watches, Neon bracelets and scrunchies.

I am from a home filled with love as well as with lime green carpet and matching appliances.  I am from a house with a tree in the front that bloomed pink flowers every year, without fail, on the week of my birthday. 

WhereImFromPinkTree2I am from impromptu pool parties with all the neighbours, and treasured weekends at the cottage “up north”.  I am from boat rides on the lake, and singing with my sister at the top of my lungs as our boat carved a path in the crystal clear lakes. 

I am from Wham, Duran Duran, Culture Club, Madonna, Journey and Michael Jackson.

I am from “Why do your friends always call during dinner”, “Don’t make me pull this car over” and “That boy had better come in here and say Hello”.  I am from hearing my Mother swear, once, and nearly dying of shock.  There was no cursing in our home.  Not by my Mother!

I am from chicken.  Yes I said chicken.  BBQ Chicken, Chicken Pasta, Baked Chicken, Roasted Chicken, Chicken Sandwiches, Chicken Kabobs…..My Mama can make Chicken in about 700 ways, but not cake.  Every cake that left her kitchen tasted great but was the most crooked assed cake you ever saw.

I am from Charlie’s Angels, The Brady Bunch and The Love Boat watched religiously on Friday nights.  I adored the Smurfs and had all their stickers.  I loved Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Can’t Buy Me Love and every other 80’s movie with teen angst.  They don’t make movies like they used to. 

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I am from a house full of love.  Where children came first, but marriage was cherished and protected. 

I am from slide shows featuring thousands of pictures of me, of us, of family.  Slideshows that used to make us groan, and now, I love.  A lifetime of memories shining on a four foot screen.  Memories that don’t begin to scratch the surface of the incredibly blessed place …that I am from.

I discovered this writing prompt on Loulou’s Views and just had to play along. You can find the template for this trip down memory lane here.  Please let me know if you do, I wouldn’t want to miss it! 

*some images borrowed from Google, not available in the 70s or 80s

    • Comments

    1. What a great prompt! According to almost everything you’ve listed, we must be from the same place! 😉 It’s been a long, long time since I’ve been around, but I just wanted to drop by and say ‘hi!’ and see how you’re doing! Hope you have a great weekend!

    2. what a fun post.. I may have to check into it.. I am from some of the places and things as you are.. Happy Canadian Day to you..

    7. Hey! We must’ve been neighbors! I’ve seen this meme a few places now. Love yours! I think I’ll give it a whirl. Thanks for visiting my much-neglected blog.

    13. Love this! I am from some of those same times and places. I am most definitely going to use the template. I will let you know when I do! Thanks for sharing!