Nov 11, 2006 20:02
In the Winter of 1984, I rode across the US by train with my mother and three cabbage patch kids (Yana Elyse, Molly and Christina). It took five days, and along the way we got trapped in a snowstorm in the midwest. It was the height of the Cabbage patch kid craze. I was offered $500 per cabbage patch kid, and declined, insulted that anyone would think I would give up any of my babies for money. My mother, who always sheltered me from the fact that we were on the cusp of the poverty line throughout my childhood gritted her teeth as I flipped my hair and walked away from the desperate doll coveter.
In the fall of the 4th grade school year prior, I had started to realize the concept of physical attraction and had been cultivating an infatuation with TS, a classmate since Kindergarten. He had a goofy-yet-totally-adorable smile, and I was mesmerized by the way he could sit on his knees and butt with his calves completely by his sides. He had deep blue eyes and double jointed thumbs. He was perfect. That vacation I decided to use the opportunity of multiple random return address stamps to send secret admirer letters to TS. I don't remember how many I sent, or what they might have said, and I'm pretty sure it was never really a secret as we had a very small class and everyone knew what everyone else was doing over vacation.
Later, in 6th grade, I broke up with my first boyfriend when it came to light that TS "liked" me. We dated for a while, which as far as I can remember mostly consisted of holding hands during the couples skate songs at the ice skating rink. I haven't seen him since we graduated from 8th grade.
Turns out TS is on LJ! And we are meeting for drinks next week, as coincidentally he will be visiting NY mere days after discovering each other here. Cheers LJ!