So my brother from another mother, Rob, at Weight2Lose2013, posted a tidbit about running from the police in a panic on one of his recent Tidbits for Tuesday posts. I told him that having the police chase you is panic inducing, or so I’ve heard, because I’d never been chased by the police. Seriously. I didn’t get chased. *I* never even had the chance to run. Hell, I had one foot on the snow, and before I knew it, I was in a cop car.
How did THAT happen? I know you’re asking that. I would be, too, had I not lived it.
I did a lot of stuff that should have had me busted in my teen years, but I only got hauled in for truancy, of all things…
I was that girl that spent most of her high school years grounded because I was either breaking curfew or something minor like forgetting to call to tell my folks where I was. At the time? It seemed like total tyranny, but having also lived through parenthood, I totally get where my parents were coming from. Now. Then? Not so much.
So some of y’all know I grew up in the Bay Area, south of San Francisco, in the Silicon Valley; Santa Clara, California. We rarely got snow. Hell, I think I only heard thunder once growing up. I was all of 9 when I saw snowflakes for the first time in my hometown, so when one of the guys in my circle of friends said it had snowed on Mount Hamilton and did we all want to hop in the car, cut class and go see it? Oh, hell, yeah! You KNOW I was in…
We (and by we, I mean my best friend, Allison, Larry {her boyfriend}, Jeff {my boyfriend and future first ex-husband}, Bob {the only 18 year old in the group, and the driver} and me, at the ripe old age of 16) all jumped into Bob’s old Toyota Corona (yeah, I’m that old; it was a CoroNa, not CoroLLa) and headed off to Mount Ham.
We got to the summit, the snow was still falling, and there was a couple of inches of snow on the ground. I was so amazed! After all, I’d never seen THAT much snow in one place before in my life. I mean, c’mon…I was a Silicon Valley girl, and that shit just doesn’t happen in the Valley.
I opened the door and was immediately greeted by one of San Jose’s finest. I didn’t have the opportunity to run. I think I took all of three steps between Bob’s car and the squad car I was placed in. (Rob, panic didn’t have a chance, at that point. Running was NOT an option.)
All of us were detained (I hesitate to say “arrested,” because we weren’t…much) except for Bob, who was, as I mentioned earlier, the only “legal” adult in the group. Jeff and Larry were 17 and Ally and I were all of 16. 4/5 of us were minors, and 4/5 of us got hauled back down the mountain to the truancy center.
Now, I mentioned that I spent a lot of my high school years grounded. This time I was the only one NOT grounded. Seriously. My dad was so cool when he left work to come and pick me up. He made this whole “stern-face” thing happen when he arrived, and I just KNEW I was toast. Turns out? Dad did the same thing when it had snowed on Mt. Hamilton when he was in high school in the 50’s. Apparently, he didn’t get caught. Being the only one not grounded did me little good; all my besties WERE busted. For a week, minimum. But it was the first time I think I looked at my dad as a human, and not some parental unit that got off on busting his teenaged daughter, so there’s that.
So that’s my TBT for today.
Until next time…
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Oh gosh, I’m going to be horrified if my child does the sorts of things I’ve done! I must hide this blog from them… if the internet still exists by the time I have kids π
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Kids…the loves of my life and the banes of my existence. Flip a coin and I’ll pick an answer, LOL…they are more stressful grown, I can tell you that, LOL…. π
You’ll be a cool mom, though, Aussa…because you’ve been there. That absolutely helps. π β€
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Ok you two, you’re BOTH in trouble! Now I have a menagerie of songs going through my head and I will probably end up adding a few too! Threes Company, The Brady Bunch, The tune to Benny Hill (which is the ringtone I have set for my brother by the way. lolol), That Girl………….dang I’m old! lolol
I would’ve probably gotten my butt blistered AND grounded! lol You’re definitely a lucky girl! π
LOL! Benny Hill! That theme song…
And yes, Dad got major cool points that day. Of course, when he went, he didn’t get in trouble either, because…snow!
Ok, now I can’t get the Benny Hill song out of my head! lolol
Yep, definitely a cool Dad! π
Welcome to the 70’s ear worm convention, LMAO!
Ok, now I have Elvis in my head………..Thank you, thank you, thank you very much, thank you……….BWAHAHAHAHA
Hahahahahaha!!!! This is awesome!
Okay..I have to say..it was SNOW..you kind of had to do it. Cool of your dad to understand that. π
That is kind of what I was thinking, because Bay Area girls didn’t get to be snow bunnies unless their parents took them to Tahoe (which mine hadn’t since I was five). Yeah…My dad was really cool about it. (Either that, or perhaps he knew all my friends were going to be grounded, soooo….) π
Hey, Sis, I have this image in my head of the mod squad up on Ham mountain. lol So, you were THAT girl, eh? Get it? Mod Squad, That Girl? Sorry, I couldn’t resist. Anyway, it’s quite intimidating when it’s happening isn’t it? I remember being stressed to the max and waiting for the cuffs to be placed. π
It sure is….That was my only brush with the law until I got pulled in New Mexico for flying down the highway a little fast back in 87. Hehehe…I loved those two shows, btw. π And Love American Style…
I forgot about that show! Dammit! Now I’m humming the theme song and it won’t go away! π
Welcome to my ear-worm, muwahahahaha! I would hate to be the only one…
Noooooooooooooooooooooo!
ove, Love, Love
Love, American Style,
Truer than the Red, White and Blue.
Love, American Style,
That’s me and you.
And on a star spangled night my love, (My love come to me).
You can rest you head on my shoulder.
Out by the dawn’s early light, my love
I will defend your right to try.
Love, American Style,
That’s me and you.
Ok, I’m about to get back at you, so stop reading or you’ll regret this for the rest of your life…. How about the theme song to The Love Boat?
Looooove….Exciting and new…
Come aboard!
We’re expecting youuuuuu!
Dammit, Rob! LMAO!
Gotcha!
o.O Shame on you! LOL!
Which reminds me of the famous line spoken many times by Mary Tyler Moore on the Dick VanDyke Show: “Ohhhhhhh, Rob!” There’s another theme song for the collection playing in our heads, LOL…
lol! I should change my blog name to Ohhhh Rob! π Maybe next week we can focus Throwback Thursday to old time tv show themes. And yes, the Dick Van Dyke theme is coursing through my brain right now.
My work here is done, LMAO! Oh, yeah, I think that would be a great theme for TBT…I’d be digging things out of the mental archives like Room 222 and the Flying Nun. (Great, there’s another theme song stuck on repeat, LOL…)
Not to mention…
So this is the tale of our castaways,
They’re here for a long, long while…
They’ll have to make the best of things,
(want to finish the song?) π
It’s an uphill climb
The first mate and the Skipper too,
Will do their very best,
To make the others comfortable,
In the tropic island nest.
This is the part where I hook the ipod up to the speakers, LOL…Make it STAHP! heheheheh
Let it out! Sing it!
(all together now)
HERE ON GILLIGAN’S ISLE!!!!
Oh, yes…definitely related…
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If we’re related, does that make Janey our cousin?
Yes…UNLESS we can convince Mom & Dad to adopt her. I mean, she wouldn’t be any harder than a puppy… PLEASE, Mom, can we keep her???? π
Yes, plus she loves karaoke!
YES!