Here's a picture of my 6th birthday party. Not a big deal - just me and the neighbor kids.
I think this was the spring before I started school. We didn't have kindergarten "way back then" so I would have been going into first grade the following September. That's me in the middle with the blonde hair. Note the rolled up blue jeans and the jean boots. I was a cool kid even way back then - I had a big sister that followed all the latest trends so I just followed her style. Does anybody else remember jean boots? They were about ankle high and had a chain that jingled that hung on the side of the boot and attached somewhere on the front. Oh, I thought I was so cool. The girl to the right had rolled up jeans and jean boots too, although you can't see them because the picture is so dark. My big sister was her mentor also. The shirt I was wearing was pink with flying pigs all over it. Isn't it funny how there are certain pieces of clothing that you had as a little kid that you remember so vividly? The pink flying pigs must have been the memory provoking item there, huh? Can you imagine putting pink flying pigs on your kids clothing today? They'd be laughed out of school in about 5 seconds!!
So what is your most memorable birthday? What made the biggest impact on you?
The first one that comes to mind is the year that Ole hired a male stripper for me!! But I'm not going to talk about that here (snicker).
Instead I'll tell you about the one that left me speechless for three days after. On my 40th birthday Ole planned a little surprise party and invited some close friends over for the evening. You know - the barbecue thing, etc. Very low key. That is until it came time for him to give me my birthday present.
Farmer Neighbor Dave owned a classic 1975 Corvette with T-tops - red no less. So the night of my birthday was a beautiful spring evening and Farmer Neighbor Dave decided to drive his Corvette with the t-tops out (of course) over to our house for the evening. When he arrived he drove his car right up onto my front yard - right up to the front door - and parked it on my grass. Now anybody who knows me knows that I'm VERY particular about my yard. When he walked in the door I immediately asked him who in the world he thought he was parking on my front lawn!!! That's when Ole presented me with the title to Farmer Neighbor Dave's red corvette with the t-tops. He said he thought I needed a red corvette when I turned 40!!
I had a lot of fun with that car for a few years, but due to a chronic back problem it just wasn't the most comfortable car to drive. You sit very low to the ground and in an extremely reclined position when you're driving. Almost like your behind is dragging on the ground. So every time I drove it for any period of time I climbed out of it with a serious backache. So after a few years I sold it and gave Ole the money to put towards a new Harley Davidson motorcycle. Now I ride on the back and actually have a lot more fun because we're riding together instead of me in my Corvette and Ole in one of his old cars.
So history has repeated itself and Ole gave me another car for my birthday - only this time it was an SUV - and it came earlier than my birthday, but that's okay. I needed it. When I was 40 he thought I needed something wild like a red Corvette. Now that I'm *&@# he thought I needed something practical like an SUV. At least I don't have to feel like I'm dragging my behind on the ground this time.
Is that supposed to tell me something?
Anyway - just wish me happy birthday and I'll be satisfied. Aren't I easy to please?
