I dug up my old calendiaries from the 90’s this evening and as promised, plan to share bits and pieces of my oh so boring upbringing. If you’re into reading about not really ordinary yet benign, plain jane little old me as a teenager, then you’re in the right place.
The oldest calendar is from 1990, apparently my very first entry was July 3 of that year and I wrote faithfully nearly every single day for a few years. I’m still unsure of the format in which I will share the entries and if I even want to share this boring stuff, but for tonight I will share the entries from this day on those years.
July 18, 1990
“Gena went to Pam’s. Dad, Corinne and I went for a ride. Harley Klatt came over in the evening. He used to live here but moved away to BC about 8 years ago.”
Gena is my younger sister, Pam was a neighbour and she was a friend of Gena’s, her only friend really. Corinne is my older sister. It’s funny to think we hung out a lot as a family, even when we were teenagers. Some teenagers on Friday nights were with friends or partying but we were often just spending time together as a family. Not that we didn’t party, because we did but just not often.
I recall a conversation with a good friend in junior high and she said she was shocked at how much time I spent with my dad and didn’t really understand what she meant. She said she rarely even had a conversation with her own dad. I found that pretty startling and counted myself lucky.
July 18, 1991
“Babysat at Karen’s again. Got $10. It cooled off a bit. Took the tractor out east for Dad.”
TEN DOLLARS!! That’s crazy! Karen and her husband Larry lived just a mile down the road from us. They did not have kids of their own so at some point decided to adopt from an orphanage in Romania. The sweetest little brown eyed baby boy you’ve ever seen, Andrew. I was his main babysitter for years and spent many Friday and Saturday nights falling asleep on their couch, waiting for them to come home from a night out.
July 19, 1992
“Went to Pamela Bradford’s wedding in Dauphin. It was nice. Got a new pair of shoes. Didn’t go to the supper or dance. Mom and Dad went to Sushelnicki’s 25th anniversary.”
Super boring entry even though it involved a seriously busy social schedule. Pamela Bradford was/is my dad’s cousin Bill’s daughter. Their family was three girls, just like ours. Don’t recall the new shoes but I’m sure they were cheap and ugly lol. Sushelnicki’s were neighbours and old friends of my parents. It was rare that my family attended social outtings, much less two in one day.
I’m really unsure if there will be anything juicy enough in these entries to keep a reader interested. It seems I wrote about what was happening rather than how I felt. Although I did see an entry on a January 1st that said my New Year’s resolution that year was to find a boyfriend. And the second part of the sentence said something like “ha, let’s see how long that takes!” I was in grade 11.
I’m telling you I was no super model.
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