OK so I tapped into Mama's Losin It and got hooked.I even added her button to my blog so it was easier to get to her. How obsessed is that? Anyway her assignment today was to pick a subject and write about it. I chose the one Recall a time you did something to get noticed. My writing is no where near as good as hers but here goes.
I don't remember a time when I didn't do something to get noticed. I am 4 feet 10 1/2inches tall and the middle child (Hello what's that tell you?) so I was always trying to get attention. I think from the time I could talk I was getting my older brother and sister in trouble for no reason just so Mom would come running and I ran away from home to my grandmas house (she just lived down the block and through the alley). She fed me cookies and milk and called my mom.
When I got older, I would leave the house for school and roll my skirt up til it was so short if I sneezed you'd be able to see what I ate for lunch thinking I was cool and my mom wouldn't know. I got to school and put my make up on in the bathroom so I'd look really cool, then went across the street and stood on the corner (yes I was one of those girls) and smoked cigarettes before school and at lunch. I thouhgt this made me really hip and one of the BAD GIRLS.
I would skip school and forge my mother's name on the passes the next day and was so good at it I was voted Best Escape Artist by my classmates for the yearbook my senior year. I went out for all the plays because I could act out and people would notice me.
I would change my hair color and style frequently to get noticed even if it turned out Funky once in a while (and it did). I still do this now but I go to a stylist so it doesn't turn out Funky now.
I flirted with the boys a lot but had a big brother that policed by dating life so didn't actually get to date many of them.
Now a days (since I am mature) if I want to get noticed, I use my knowledge. Hell no, I still like to get down and have a GOOD TIME! I have been know to get tattooed and do shots of Hot Sex at Bowling Tournament weekends. I may be 55 and a grandmother but I'm not dead yet.