Thursday, January 26, 2006 |
20 years later .... |
I was 13 years old. I was home sick that day - I don't know what was wrong with me, and I kind of think I may have been faking. My mom went and rented me Gone with the Wind. I had read the book earlier that year, and L-O-V-E-D it. (I read it on a drive down to Disneyworld, in a rented RV with my sister, my brother, and my perverted cousin - who was 8, but kept grabbing mine and my sister's boobs. ewww? mom says i was "instigating" the younger kids, so she bought me books. I went in the little balcony/alcove part of the RV that is on top of the driver - just a little bed like place - and read Gone with the Wind, and Mommy Dearest. I felt my mom could probably compete iwth that woman.)
Mom thought that a day that I was home sick was a good day to watch the movie. I thought it sucked. I thought that Rhett was ugly in the movie, and that was really depressing. So I turned it off, and there was the explosion - I went and told my mom, who had a friend over for a Girl Scout Planning Meeting (I hated her friend .... I think I have hated every single one of my mother's friends, come to think of it. Not just "didn't like" or "found her annoying" - but a true HATE for various reasons). I told her, "the space shuttle just blew up." and she looked at me like I was a bee buzzing in her ear, and she kind of shook her head to get me away. and i said, "it's on the news, the space shuttle just blew up" and then she remembered that really, her eldest, her first born, zuska, was not a liar, was not a bad person, and she dropped everything and RAN into her bedroom where I had been watching t.v. and she, her friend, and i, sat and watched for a while.
it stuns me that it was 20 whole years ago.
It is so rare that I have landmark memories in my life - especially my childhood. Where I can say for certain that I know what I was doing 20 years ago, today. my memories are so spotty. It's almost surreal to know that the above happened - that was my day - 20 years ago, exactly. I can picture my mom's bedroom, the television, the movie -- all of it.
Huh. |
posted by Zuska @ 10:19 PM |
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