Cleaning my house has its advantages. Among other benefits, I find things I wasn’t even looking for, and in the process, take many a delightful stroll down memory lane. Because I can’t remember the simplest of things, like what I wore yesterday, I’m appreciative for ANYTHING saved from my childhood (or five minutes ago). These tangible mementos bridge me to my past and do the remembering for me.
I think I may have been a tween drama queen. I KNOW this comes as a surprise, but upon finding these little pieces of nostalgia, the evidence is building. Take this for instance.
My childhood BFF, Kimberly, and I were certain we were destined for "bright lights, big city". Our portal to celebrity was via "The New Mickey Mouse Club", the precursor to the even newer version that became a performer’s petri dish for names like Christina and Justin and, yes, Britney.
This was written to me personally with a REAL inked signature, no stamp. I love how ol’ Ed told me YOU STINK–"Since SHOWTIME will feature youngsters who have exceptional singing, dancing or musical ability [and misguided little girl who hand-wrote a letter to describe your many talents, thank you for the laugh; had this been the kids’ comic hour, you might have garnered a second look], with a marked degree of performance experience, we regret that you do no qualify [we can tell you neither sing, dance or musify exceptionally, we can JUST TELL]."
He sent me his PERSONAL best wishes! He encouraged me to develop my performing abilities! He reminded me to ENJOY THE FUN that comes from sharing my talents with others.
Did he crush my spirit? Are you kidding??? HE ACTUALLY WROTE BACK–to both of us! We were totally validated. Kimberly and I continued our pursuits for a while, we even performed publically, but when all was said and done, that letter saved me from a life of fame and fortune. Who needs that kinda hassle? I might’ve ended up writing this bald right now… ;).
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Ha! TIMING IS EVERYTHING!! Look what slipped into my inbox this morning. Too dang funny :)!
Revised: BUT WHERE IS BLOGGING? I guess it’s under the "w o r k i n g" category, she says very loosely ;).
I think it’s FANTASTIC you kept it. Especially as a reminder of the life you’ve been spared. 🙂
My husband’s friend was rejected to Harvard Law. He was about to chuck the letter when my hubby told him to keep it and frame it. He’s now a successful lawyer and has it hanging in his office. 🙂
Oh my gosh that pie chart is my LIFE!
You could have been the star. And you would have held it together and never shaved your head. Maybe cut yourself shaving your legs, but never your scalp.
I was going through grams stuff the other night looking for pictures and I found a snapshot of pops (grandfather) at a playboy club posing with Joan Collins. It was even signed by her. Funny the things that get savfed.
OH HOW FUNNY! My childhood BFF and I thought we were destined for stardom, too. We were TOTALLY as good as Olivia Newton John (LOL!)
The pie chart is hilarious – it needs to include a slice titled “walking into a room and forgetting why you went there.” That one drives me nutso!
this made me laugh, especially the graph with the looking for things. some things never change.
I bet Britney wishes she had your hair 😉
The pie chart was pretty funning!
I gave up my singing career quite early..when me and my sis recorded ourselves…painful memories. But that is so cool for the inked signature. That doesn’t happen anymore, does it?
I’m still laughing…..
Now that’s a childhood keepsake.
We all know you’re exceptional 🙂
Amber, Harvard Law, Mickey Mouse Club…Harbard Law, Mickey Mouse Club…yep, that’s about the same thing ;).
Tell me about it, Kelly :/ ;).
Pamela, it’s the damn 5-blade, I tell ya ;). Pops and JC?! How cool is that?
Susan, “You’re the one that I want…!”
Heather…..Oh, that they would!
I think the pie chart is funning, too, Mikey ;). Funning is just, so…FUN! “Let’s go funning today”” “We funned last night.” See what I mean? 🙂
Claudia, ha! Another memory…me and my sister and something about a Carpenter’s album….
Kristy, me, too :).
Well, now, Kila…thank you!
That has got to be the most hilarious rejection letter I’ve ever seen. (not that I’ve ever seen another one before). Nicely put –
While you may not, according to the Micky Mouse Dictator, be able to sing, dance, act, or be destined for childstar-dom, you have other talents (blogging, perhaps?). I think every girl at some point dreams of being famous and most have probably seen the business end of a rejection letter. I keep mine so my children can laugh at me when I am old and senile.
Impressive! WAY cool. :~)
as a little gupper, i used to put on my bathing suit and “glide” around my house. i was sure i was destined for stars on ice. nevermind the fact that i’ve never put on a pair of ice skates in my life.
Karmyn, finding stuff like this makes it worth the price of growing up. <--- That sentence makes NO sense, but I like it, lol. Mrs. Lady, I am neither old nor senile, but my children laugh at stuff like this...and the season in my life when I was "butt ugly". Thankyewverymuch, I love my children :). They're honest til it HURTS! E-mom, :), me thinks so, too. Nikki, I totally bet if you lived, say, in the Minnefreakinsota you'd have been a star! Gliding IS a talent!!
Oh I just had the best laugh at this. (Yes, I know I’m late, but I am behind on my blog reading and 0only just got to this.) Thanks – I needed the tears of laughter today!