There were three items lots of kids in school had that I never had. Although I really wanted them, the weird thing is, I never asked for them!
Today I bitched on Facebook that my Christmas list is always so shitty and lame, consisting of crap I basically need. I think it has been that way for a very long time. The other day, I told you guys I had a thing for pen pals growing up. Well, get this, I recall stamps being on my list! For real. What kid asks for stamps?
So what are these "three things" you wonder? Now, don't all rush out to find me these treasures, trust me, we haven't an inch of space in our apartment. And although I admit I still love juvenile stuff, they must be useful and practical.
For example: I love Hello Kitty but only when she's gifted to me in the form of like maybe a kitchen towel, a mug (still using my Chococat mug from Aunt Sue from like six Christmases ago!) and ice cube trays (still using the ice cube tray Aunt Chris gave me back in 2005!) ... Get the idea? Like I'd go gaga over a Hello Kitty baking mitt or washcloths.
So anyway... back to the three items.
The Barbie Dream House and Barbie Townhouse... I need to get my mom on the phone and find out why the hell I was the only kid in kindergarten and first grade that did not have one of these lavish luxuries. I'm left to wonder where the hell did my Barbies live? They were totally homeless.
Did I store them in one of those pink travel cases? That's so uncool! Geez. Here are some photos of the girly real estate which I believe was from the late '70s-early '80s time frame. Funny my Barbies weren't homeowners and to this day, neither am I. It's like a sign. It's as if I'm seriously cursed on the housing tip!
Final item, which my younger readers won't remember at all... Freezy Freakies! These were the coolest! They totally mystified me the way Shrinky Dinks (those I had!) did. They were like scientifically engineered gloves adorned with cool characters such as The Groovy Ghoulies and Transformers.
The thing was, they only appeared when the temperature dropped. So you'd see the images on your gloves while freezing your ten-year-old ass off outside waiting for the bell to ring. However, when you came into school to warm up, the images magically vanished! Totally amazing! Where the hell were mine? Man, was I deprived! Just kidding Mom and Dad if you're lurking :)
Freezy Freakies, so freakin' cool! I found 'em on eBay for $10, but what good'll they do me now with my big fat grownup hands :(