When I was 12 years old we moved to a place that was a total culture shock to me. City girl meets country world. I had no idea what these kids in my 6th grade class were talking about.....commode's, bloomer's, reckon....huh? I was known as the 'Jordache Girl' because that's the only kind of jeans I wore. I had a phone and TV in my room and the girls who stayed with me acted like they were staying in the Trump Plaza because of all my 'extras'.
I adjusted, even picked up the accent but never the slang. lol I have the best memories of my childhood in this place. Actually I hardly even remember my life before moving there. It was like my life began there. I lived there until I was 18 and then moved to be with my ex-husband.....I met him in this area because he knew a guy there.
I haven't been there in years! Yesterday I decided that I wasn't cleaning and we were going there. Just like that, in the shower, hey honey this is what we are doing today. I am so not a spontaneous girl!! It was on my list of things to do.... I wanted to show M where I was from. So we went. The drive there took forever. M saw her first chipmunk and raccoon. Also a deer that was just getting horns. I showed her where I went swimming, my elementary school, my bus stop, my extra long mountainous driveway that I had to walk, my initials that are still painted on the rocks (didn't tell her exh did that, of course), the bank that I had my first savings account at, where we used to go out to eat, etc.
It was a nice day and I enjoyed sharing a little of my past with The Husband and M.
Oh and a funny.....I showed M my first bank because we cleaned out her piggy bank last week and will be opening up a savings account for her money. She probably had $200 in that thing!! So this morning on the way to daycare we passed my bank, the bank that will soon be hers, and she said.........
and this is where I had my first savings account. ha! she was mocking me. I laughed and told her she could tell her kids that one day. It was a nice and relaxing day!