Reminiscing

My girls are growing up in the digital age of texting, IMing, facebook etc.  I never had that as a kid.


I was trying to explain to my oldest how things were so different for me.  


I didn't spend the evening texting or chatting with my friends on facebook.  We would call each other on the land line and talk for hours.  One friend at a time.  I couldn't chat with 5 people at once!


We didn't send emails or facebook messages we wrote letters to each other and gave them to our friends the next day at school.


We didn't update our status, we passed hand written notes between classes.  


Really mom?  yeah, we had it rough!  


But I kinda miss that.  


I had saved a shoe box full of notes from my friends that I would periodically go back and look at.  Years ago for some reason I decided I didn't need them anymore and threw them out.  
I really wish I hadn't.  I'd love to go back and look at them now.  See what was so important to us then.


I pulled out my old yearbooks and looked at what people wrote.  Laughing at old times.  Wondering what kind of dumb stuff I wrote in other's books that people are laughing at now.  Remembering how I felt when a guy I secretly liked wrote in my year book and how we used to goof around in the class we had together.  Wondering what I wrote in his book!


My daughter doesn't get to do that.  They don't get their yearbook until the beginning of the following school year.  They don't have the last week of school to write silly things in each other's books.  They won't have that to look back on when they are my age. 


That kind of makes me sad.


It's not just that.  I kinda miss that whole time in my life.
So many people say they wouldn't want to relive their high school years.  Yeah, there were some not so great times.  Like not having a boyfriend, then missing out on homecoming dances and prom because of it, not being popular and being snubbed by those who were or getting picked on.


But there were fun times too.  Hanging out with my girlfriends, going to Friday night football games and dances, sleepovers almost every weekend, daydreaming out loud about the guys we had crushes on.  


Where am I going with all this rambling?  


I guess I've just been thinking about it a lot lately since my daughter is in the middle of it all right now.  Maybe trying to "relive" that time through her and hearing about things going on in her life.


Hoping that she has a good high school experience, doesn't miss out on things I did and remembers it fondly without some of the regret I have.  


Just feeling very strange and nostalgic now.  

Homecoming!

My daughter marched in her first Homecoming parade on Friday:



Then she went to her first Homecoming Dance on Saturday:

I think she's growing up way too fast!

They also performed at half time during the football game. It brought back lots of fond memories of my days of marching in High School.

Memories of Homecoming dances? Not so much. Can't say I ever went. She didn't have a date, she just went with a bunch of friends. Something I never would have dreamed of doing! I'm glad she went and got to experience it.

Checking out my old school

Today my daughter's tennis match was held at my old high school. I haven't been back there since my brother graduated in 1991. I had to go inside and check it out. Luckily there were people around and it was open.



It was kind of weird walking around those halls. It was the same yet different. They added some trophy cases and vending machines. They painted some things. All the lockers were green now (the school colors are white and green) instead of that puke grey color lockers usually are.



It felt kind of strange though, like I was trespassing on someone else's property. I didn't stay in there too long or go around the entire school. I still felt like I was gonna get in trouble for wandering the halls without a pass and get detention! LOL



My daughter played two matches. One singles and one mixed doubles. She lost both but she is getting better though and not losing by as much. She's been trying to perfect her serve.



Then when we got home the kids talked me into going in the pool. I'm not much of a swimmer. I used to love it when I was a kid. We spent most every day in the pool at the sitters house. But at some point I changed into a boring adult who doesn't want to get wet. Not to mention I look hideous in a swim suit. I was thinking about when and how that happened.



Then it dawned on me, having been inside my old school today. It must have been the swimming classes I had to endure in high school gym. It was bad enough having gym with the boys but then having to swim with them too! Enough to traumatize any teenage girl.



I had the cool male gym teacher though who was willing to let the girls sit out *ahem* during that time. Not so with the other female teacher who not too many people liked. Too bad everyone knew that your little visitor was in town and that is why you were sitting out.

Wanna go for a ride?

Last night while watching Celebrity Family Feud, they mentioned wedgies as part of an answer. That got us talking and laughing a bit about it with Tiger.

Then I said that it reminded me of when they used to give bubbler rides when I was in high school. This sent my mom into an uncontrollable fit of hysterical laughter. She thinks that is the funniest term. "Why do they call it a ride when you're not going anywhere?" She could barely get the words out. Which also got me laughing hysterically.

I started wondering if anyone else had ever heard of them or was it just a Midwest thing, WI thing or just our high school. I looked it up today and the link above states it's mostly just a WI term.

In case you are wondering.........a couple perpetrators walk up to an unsuspecting victim and pick them up, carry them over and sit them on the bubbler (water fountain or drinking fountain) and turn the water on.

Luckily I was never a victim of this heinous crime!