Carrying around my bag of firsts | Playgroups are No Place For Children

First memory: Falling down while walking up a set of steps while carrying a Budweiser beach towel when I was two. I had to get stitches in my chin.

First celebrity obsession crush: Michael Jackson in his Thriller and sequined glove days.

First dog: Sugar. The poor little thing died of parvo.

First memory of being jealous: The babysitters up the street LOVED my friend and would carry her around on their hips. They never carried me.

First time eating a cherry tomato: I bit right into it and squirted tomato juice all over my mom in a fancy restaurant.

First kiss: Some boy in my afternoon kindergarten class.

First sleepover: At Amy Allred’s. She went to bed at the unholy hour of 8:00. I ended up sleeping in bed with her mom while her dad slept on the couch.

First time attending Sunday School: I was warned I’d go to hell if I didn’t start going to church. I was maybe 7 years old.

First roller coaster ride: Bell’s in Tulsa, OK. TERRIFYING.

First favorite brand name: Ocean Pacific

First pair of Guess Jeans: 6th grade. I was the only one who had a pair, but had no idea that they were “cool.”

First huge misunderstanding: The hairdresser understood my request to cut my hair to my shoulders to mean, cut my hair to make me look like a boy.

First time being mistaken for a boy: A few weeks after my horrifying hair event, at the Skating Rink after I’d won a game of Red Light, Green Light. “Congratulations to the boy in the blue sweater.”

First huge disappointment: Not even making it past the first round of cheerleader tryouts in 7th grade.

First big family vacation: Walt Disney World and Clearwater Beach, FL (also, only big family vacation)

First heartbreak: 8th grade, “Bob.” Not his real name.

First stay in the hospital: 8th grade, I had my appendix removed. Completely unrelated to the aforementioned heartbreak.

First car: Blue 1987 Chevy Nova with bad paint. Also smelled of cigars. I adored that car.

First job: Lifeguard

First paycheck: Around $25. I felt a little cheated thanks to the government.

First promotion: Still waiting

First apartment: Freshman year, Briarwood Apartments in Springfield, MO. We had gold shag carpeting.

First blog not on Myspace: What I Meant to Say Was… (R.I.P November 2006-November 2006)

First baby: Carson

First daughter: Ella

First husband: Tate (and last.) (Yes, really.)

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Hey, I know it’s NaBloPoMo and maybe you’re like me and starting to run a little dry on topics. Feel free to post your own “Firsts” and leave me your link. I’d love to hear about yours.

Headless Mom
Twitter: HeadlessMom

November 16, 2009 at 12:34 am

First promotion (yours): going from mom of babies to mom of toddlers!

OK, so I’m stretching. But still.
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Mia, childcare lady
Twitter: childcaresource

November 16, 2009 at 3:15 am

Ummm, who are you married to? Or am I on the wrong blog?
:amused:
:waits for the edit:

Melani

November 16, 2009 at 7:23 am

My first roller coaster ride was the Zingo at Bell’s, too! They tore it down a couple of years ago–so sad.

Mary

November 16, 2009 at 9:19 am

Great list, Jennifer! Were the Briarwood apartments on Cherry by the Kraft plant? If so, that’s where Mike lived in college too.

Jennifer
Twitter: playgroupie

November 16, 2009 at 10:07 am

Mary, Yep! Those are the ones! Nothing like waking up to the smell of powdered cheese.

Jenny

November 16, 2009 at 1:38 pm

Just stopping by to say hi! Love the name of your blog, very funny.

http://motherlawyercrazywoman.blogspot.com/
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I just have to comment about the heartbreak/appendix connection…
I had a boyfriend when I was 20 drive something like 10 hours to visit me at my parent’s house in the summer. He stayed 2 nights I think (while my mom’s new kitten peed in his sleeping bag!) and then drove home. Got most of the way to his sister’s house, started feeling nasty. She took him to the ER and he had an emergency appendectomy… you can be my friends thought it was my parent’s fault!
And no, we didn’t last that long after school started in the fall again!

Connie @ Young and Relentless
Twitter: connieaw

November 16, 2009 at 4:01 pm

OH EM GEE…we’re twins!!

I’m going to email you a picture.
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November 16, 2009 at 4:30 pm

Okay…I made a little list.

Momo Fali

November 16, 2009 at 4:32 pm

I had Guess jeans in the 9th grade that had a paisley design and zipped at the ankles. I was all kinds of awesome.

Jean M.

November 16, 2009 at 8:02 pm

I got a pair of ZCavaricci jeans for my birthday at 14-15, had no clue they were “designer” and was like oh a pair of jeans. I thought my friends were going to die in shock of the awesomeness of my jeans. LOL.
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