
Our Lachlan -a.k.a.- Bubba,is the coolest! He's the bomb!! (though I'd like you to notice that Builder Bob ain't so bad either!)
Do you remember when try'n to be cool was all there was to life?
May I share a few things about what it was like to attempt to be cool in the 70's? I say attempt, because that was as close as I got to being cool. Only sorry attempts.
First a small refresher course on what was considered cool and to reacquaint you with what was going on in the 70's. Also, remember, I was NEVER cool.
What I had playing on my turntable was the likes of Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd, Santana and Chicago. But to keep myself safely excluded from the cool list, I could also be found listening to Seals and Crofts and even Bread. I loved Billy Joel and Jefferson Starship, but also enjoyed John Denver. Never truly cool
In 1972 the skateboard was invented. One turned up at our home and I distinctly remember crashing to the sidewalk with about as much uncoolness as an adolescent girl could muster.
I wore bikini bathing suits and slathered on generous amounts of coconut oil and baked in the sun for hours. (oh wait a minute, I still do that dont I? Minus the bikini) I know now just how uncool that behavior is, due to the prominent wrinkles developing on every square inch of skin surface, and yes..... I still do it, though I do protect my face from here on out! coolness-wrinkles-coolness-
wrinkles...hummmmm?????
I wore puka shell necklaces, the same as my boyfriend. I wore the Gunni Sax dress and the mood ring, to see if this could make me cool-to no avail. I wore cutoff denim shorts that cause me to shudder with embarrassment right now. I was no Dasiy Mae to be sure!!(though Builder Bob to this day still admits to admiring me in my white short shorts, as I strolled across campus one day) I wore the gathered neck halter tops and Dr Scholl sandals and clogs. None of these things helped me to achieve any advancement in coolness. Most of it sunk me further into ridiculousness.
I read like a geek.(was this a word we used back in the 70's?) I read books of all varieties. Jaws, and Lord of the Rings, Love Story and The Exorcist. Books by Leon Uris and teenage romances. Im not sure that this was the activity of a cool kid, but this was just something I did and loved.
For a time I even worked at McDonalds. I really enjoyed working there. It was a lot of fun. It really was. How 'cool' is that?
No, I definitely wasnt cool. I was tall; taller than most of the boys. I was and still am flat chested. My mom sewed many of my clothes. I didnt have an older sister to show me how to wear make-up or tell me what to wear or more importantly, what NOT to wear. I never dared to wear the platform shoes that were so popular 'cause I was already tall and gangly enough. I hung out at the 'stoners' corner of the high school(every school has one);not really fitting in there, but definitely not fitting in with the jocks or the brains or the cheerleader types either.
I was doing the uncool thing of floundering where 'er I went.
I suppose the cool kids knew they were cool. I have no idea-even now- what that would feel like. But guess what.... ?
I wonder if those kids are still cool?
I wonder if they are any better off than I?
I wonder if they are any happier than 'uncool' me?
I wonder if it really matters much who you think you are in jr. high or high school?
Here's how it all turned out for little ole me-
I can honestly say that being 40 something is definitely the coolest. I have no idea what 50 somethings has in store for me- but I have high hopes. I plan of being a groovy grandma, a cool mother and mother-in-law and a hip adventurist and a far out Senior Citizen!!
Growing up is tough- to be sure. There's no other way to describe it. Trying to be cool complicates matters even more than they already are for most of us. Did being cool in jr. high and high school matter much in the grand scheme of things??....I think not.
There are a lot of folks who think they are pretty neat, who really aren't. And there are a lot more who don't realize they are.
Stay cool to all of you that I know and love.
Peace out!
4 comments:
Well - I have a LOT of comments I could make about supposedly "uncool" Cindy! I THOUGHT you were ALWAYS cool. Your spirit was COOL for sure! And geeky old me, who didn't fit in her skin or anywhere else for that matter, thought you were way more cool than I! We lived through it though didn't we?! And none of it really did matter in the long run. You were beautiful (still are) in your granny dress and short-shorts, and fun (ditto)! Those long tanned legs and trim figure (flat chest included), beautiful smile and fun attitude was the envy of many a girl!
Look how far we've come baby! Who would have dreamed back in the 70's we would be saying I LOVE BEING A GRANDMA!!! And not one iota of all our great wisdom about coolness and what's important will make a DENT in the heads of any teenager today. They just have to find out for themselves!! And when our teenagers are grandparents, THEN they will know JUST HOW COOL WE ARE!!!
Thank you dear friend. You are definitley one of the main reasons I made it through that period of my life. Bless you forever!
Cindy, I really enjoyed reading that! You are a way COOL grandma and mom! I love ya!
I'm not even sure what to say regarding coolness, I think I'm still too close to those painful inadequacy feelings of high school. I'm glad that you could share these words of wisdom though and I whole heartedly agree with you! Thank heavens high school is not the sum of who we are...
PS I always thought/think you are the coolest!
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