After all the craziness we’ve endured with it being an election year, I have thought more than once how great it was when I was a kid and understood nothing of politics. **Let me state here that I strive to be an educated voter and I appreciate the blessing of living in a democratic republic.** But just take a minute and remember how awesome it was when you were a kid and didn’t have to worry about any of “The Issues”. Heck, I didn’t even know what “The Issues” were back then. And it was awesome.
So, I was pretty cool in the 90’s. I faithfully watched Full House every day and carried my Little Mermaid backpack with pride. I had a collection of Lisa Frank pencils that came with erasers shaped like pretty neon animals that I would have never dreamed of using to erase anything. My grandmother permed my hair on a regular basis, and once, I even made the horrible decision to perm my eyebrow-length bangs.
I wore out my cassette tape Beauty and the Beast soundtrack and Amy Grant albums working on choreographed roller-blade dances (the skates you see above were the predecessors of my awesome roller blades that I got on my eleventh birthday). I loved school and only remember thinking about the T.A.A.S. test once a year. In third grade, our teacher took the students who had successfully learned their multiplication tables and passed all the multiplication tests that week to Dairy Queen for a cone. I memorized Spice Girl dances with my new junior high friends and thought the Backstreet Boys were the best thing to happen to music ever. I had one friend who was a ‘bad girl type’ who wore safety pins as earrings and dyed her hair with Kool Aid and I thought she was awesome. I was allowed to ride my bike all over the neighborhood and got upset when it rained in the summer time because all the fun things to do were outside, other than Legos of course. Continue reading