Back in MY Day…

Back in my day, 80s and 90s nostalgia

Every generation goes through it. Every generation looks at the one behind them and tells tales that start with “Back in MY day.” My parents filled me with tales of the shortest mini skirts, not being able to wear jeans (or even pants for my mom) to school, driving in cars without seat belts, and typing college papers on typewriters.

Maybe it’s because I’m on the cusp of being a narcissistic millennial but I believe my generation is seeing the biggest gap between generations. 

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1985. Bowl cuts and mickey mouse sweats were all the rage.

Being born in 1983, my generation is the last to remember a childhood free of the internet. This equated to more time outside, more imaginary play, more creativity,  less pressure, less pop culture and sexual awareness, less over saturation,  and in general more innocence. 

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Summers at the shore. 1989.

Back in my day, messages weren’t conveyed via texts but by handwritten notes. Usually multiple ones a day and even better if they were written on Sanrio or Lisa Frank stationary. Keroppi was the best.  keroppi Instead of collecting followers and likes on social media I collected stickers, pencils, erasers, pogs, and little plastic animals.  In the summer I lived outside.

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1990, at my favorite place, the pool!

I spent my days at the pool, either swimming around and playing pool games like Sharks and Minnows or Run the Bases or playing My Little Ponies or Barbies in the grass while eating ice cream that cost 25 cents. In the evening I’d be running around with the other neighborhood kids playing kick the can or capture the flag.

Rainy days were spent inside playing the skateboarder pizza delivery game on Atari or Super Mario Brothers on Nintendo. If my brother was doing his own thing I’d transform my entire bedroom into a Barbie house or set up an imaginary school or store. If we were really bored we’d torture our dog, Missy. 

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1987, pushing MIssy around in the shopping cart. Check out those shorts!

I know the way to hit my brother and get away with it was to slap him with my slap bracelet. Other accessories included stick on earrings, snap together beads, jelly bracelets, and a plethora of scrunchies.

My most treasured toy was my Samantha American Girl doll. 

We had awesome sleepover parties where we’d play Light As A Feather Stiff As A Board and apply heavy blue eyeshadow on each other and then have fashion shows in our nightgowns and crimped out hair. 

My summertime wardrobe consisted of Umbros and a baggy t-shirts (bonus points if they featured sun flowers) on top of my one piece Speedo or my SUPER cool floral bikini.I wore huge plastic glasses for most of my childhood because that was the only glasses option. At least they were pink! I was unaware of dressing trendy or cute.

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1988, playing My Little Pony with my brother at the beach house.

When I got to fourth grade, the best place to shop was Limited Too, back when they sold preppy vests, stirrup pants, and boxy sweatshirts. 

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1996. Obligatory State Park sign during our family “West” trip. Seventh grade was the year of the sunflower.

My family owned a few of our favorite movies on VHS but most of our movie collection was made up of movies we recorded from TV to our VCR. It was so exciting when we’d get a free promo weekend of HBO or Showtime because then we could record all of the newer movies! My mom would record General Hospital everyday on the same beat up VHS tape and we’d watch it together in the evening, rewinding the tape at the end so that it was ready to record tomorrow’s saga all over again. 

I had my own cool pink radio/cassette player which I would use to play my favorite tapes: Amy Grant, Rod Stewart, Mariah Carey, Ace of Base and the Beauty and the Beast soundtrack. I also perfected the skill of waiting for my favorite new song to come on the radio and pushing “record” just in time. 

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1995, down at the shore in my Umbros. I always caught the biggest fish on my Pop-Pop’s boat.

Recess was spent playing Horse, 4-Square, trying to knock the other person off the other end of the see-saw, or pretending to do gymnastics on the balance beam. We all believed in the mythical tale of the kid who once swung so hard on a swing that he flipped himself all the way over the swing set. I looked forward to rain days so we could have inside recess and play teacher and write on the chalkboard. The go to classroom chore was being the student who got to go outside and clap out the dirty chalkboard erasers. 

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1991. Troll dolls on Christmas morning!

We had a computer in the house but it was mostly used to make very pixellated Mother’s day cards printed on paper that you had to tear the perforated edges off of.  When I was in 7th grade the word internet started to be thrown around.

When I was in 9th grade my parents secured a second phone line so that we could log onto AOL and be able to receive phone calls at the same time. Yet we still didn’t spend too much time online because there wasn’t much to do. I was still happy about the second phone line because then I could spend HOURS talking with my friends on the phone.   

In the early teen years I was obsessed with Leonardo DiCaprio. The entire inside of my closet was covered in magazine cut outs of Leo. Love. I couldn’t wait to get my newest issues of Seventeen and YM Magazine.

I listened to Jewel’s “Pieces of You” album on repeat. The first CD I ever bought with my own money was Jagged Little Pill by Alanis Morissett. I was with my Pop-Pop when I bought it and he made me play it for him when we got home from the mall. It was so embarrassing.   By 8th and 9th grade the internet was gaining popularity. Now the only reason I logged online was to chat with my friends or boys. 

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1997 Easter. Baby doll dress and platform sandals.

 In high school your AOL profile defined you. I would sculpt and edit mine on a daily basis. There was so much pressure in listing our favorite bands and movies and choosing song lyrics or a quote that would make you seem cool. No one was cool.  Still, the only thing I did on the internet was chat with my friends and meet boys. It was an experimental adventure. But honestly, I formed some good friendships and even met a few in real life and became pen pals. All innocent fun! 

I thought I was so cool because I doused myself with tommy girl and wore skater clothes. Delias was the coolest place to buy your clothes! But you had to order it via the phone or by a handwritten form that you’d send in the mail with a check. I had the coolest patent leather Airwalks. I made my mom drive around to all the surrounding malls to find them. No online shopping for us. My go to body product was Bath and Body Work cucumber melon and I displayed it proudly on my dresser.

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2000, Junior Prom. Where are my eyebrows?

My friends and I would make a lot of at home music videos and comedy videos as well as take a lot of staged dressed up photos. We had to be stingy with the photo taking though as film was expensive and it would usually take us weeks to get the film developed I got my first real cell phone when I got my license. I drove a 1988 Honda Accord that was originally owned by my grandmother and then passed down to my mom, then to my older brother, and then finally to me. I loved that car.

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2001 High School Graduation day, I loved my Honda Accord.

When I wasn’t jamming out to my latest mixed tape I was blasting my walk men that I hooked up via a tape deck. My big Nokia phone, complete with a pull out antenna, was kept safely in my glove compartment. I only turned it on when I needed to make a call, and for emergency’s only, like to tell my mom I was going to be 10 minutes past my curfew. 

There was no Facebook or even MySpace. The only thing you had to worry about online was scripting the perfect “away” message on AOL Instant messenger. Your confidence and identity was built offline.

Life was (dare I say it again?) more innocent and free. What are your best memories from “back in the day”?  

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Weekend Wrap Up – October 21, 2013

Another weekend gone and we’re also experience the first chilly Monday morning. October is flying by – I even came across one house that already had their entire lawn covered in Christmas decorations!

After we finished our customary gym, run errands, and clean house duties, Ryan’s parents came into town to visit. We took them to a local apple orchard where they could stock up on some local produce and goodies. We then joined my parents for dinner at one of our favorite restaurants. It was a nice night and it’s so nice to combine both of our families.

Saturday night, Ryan and I decided to watch the 30 min. Toy Story Halloween special. About mid way through we looked at each other and thought, “we really need to have a kid to watch this.”

On Sunday we did a little “Staycation” in our small town. Ryan made me some delicious Pumpkin Spice pancakes.

Pumpkin Spice Pancakes

We then decided to check out a local Harvest Festival at the Conestoga Historic Society. I was preparing myself for a little podunk pumpkin painting, hot dog grilling festival. However, we were blown away by this museum! Plus, it was all free!

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Conestoga Wagon

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Conestoga is a small village, named by William Penn for the local Conestoga tribe of Native Americans (now extinct). The museum has a plethora of Conestoga Wagons, Native American relics, and local artifacts dating from the late 1700’s – 1920’s. For the festival, local artisans were dressed in period costume showing off their handiwork – like blacksmithing, weaving, dying, leather working, pottery, baking, cooking, and woodworking.

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Yarn Dying

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They also have a couple of restored family homesteads from the late 1700’s – set up inside like an authentic family house. We were really surprised how much we learned.

1800's home early 1800's kitchen

molasses cookies

molasses cookies

restored 1770's home

restored 1770’s home

bearAnd once again, Ryan said “We really need to have kids so we can do more stuff like this”. Some day, some day!

Sunday evening I got together with my RDS ladies group.

Pumpkin Cheese Ball

I made this fun Pumpkin Cheese Ball, courtesy of Ashley over Rainstorms and Love Notes. The weekend wrapped up way too quickly. I have a busy week ahead and am happy to have it fueled by a fun weekend!

xoxo katie

Pop-Pop’s Life Lessons and Advice – a video

Pop Pop DubbleMy Pop-Pop, Clyde Dubble, has been an amazing role model through out my life. He has always been present. During my childhood he attended almost every concert, band competition, or theater event I was in. He has been apart of every holiday, birthday, graduation, family vacation or other special occasion.

Like a third parent he has offered me unconditional love, support, and wisdom. Some of my best memories include scream singing “I’m Proud to be an American” in his pick up truck, eating crackers on his boat in Avalon, long walks on the beach, sleepovers at his house, and that time I ran his riding lawn mower into his truck and he didn’t tell on me.

He is the most friendliest man you will ever meet. Wherever we go he seems to run into someone he knows. If not, he makes a point of asking people “and where are you from?”. He grew up on a farm in Lancaster and built a successful life for himself and his family.  He has so many friends and is full of so much positivity and love. He makes me so happy and I’m so lucky to be able to document some of his life memories.

I think we all can learn a little something from Pop-Pop.

Last week he turned 88. I decided to interview him about his experiences, life lessons and advice:

Do you have a grandparent who has played a special role in your life? xoxo katie