tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post5859130271427313056..comments2023-12-28T09:32:32.680-06:00Comments on Good Day, Regular People: Fred and MeAlexandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-51413289909108797122012-10-23T07:32:21.678-05:002012-10-23T07:32:21.678-05:00Oh dear.... I do so love you.Oh dear.... I do so love you.tracey.becker1@gmail.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09606831315390042198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-72021315525005979892012-10-23T05:51:00.102-05:002012-10-23T05:51:00.102-05:00I laughed SO HARD.
Seriously. I'm still grin...I laughed SO HARD.<br /><br />Seriously. I'm still grinning and my cheeks hurt.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12586581766383380976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-64144908293535148132012-10-23T01:04:19.671-05:002012-10-23T01:04:19.671-05:00Ow. The funny burns.
I'm trying so hard not t...Ow. The funny burns.<br /><br />I'm trying so hard not to laugh, because I believe schadenfreude is cruel.<br /><br />But can't help it. The pennies are so touching. The parents who just don't get it are so adorable. And the Fred flintstone is just too funny to let go...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-12813646198432076772012-10-22T20:05:27.060-05:002012-10-22T20:05:27.060-05:00Was I Casper, or is your writing making me think I...Was I Casper, or is your writing making me think I was? My eyelashes feel all scrapey and my hair is tangled in the elastic and I'm saying Trick or Treat but it sounds all muffled.Peyton Pricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15906569582331144551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-13578611756764387952012-10-22T12:59:08.702-05:002012-10-22T12:59:08.702-05:00Of all the people I know. I know that you know, Ce...Of all the people I know. I know that you know, Ceci.<br /><br />xoAlexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-25500666789048622392012-10-22T12:58:26.754-05:002012-10-22T12:58:26.754-05:00You're so sweet to me, Marianne. I admire your...You're so sweet to me, Marianne. I admire your writing so much and you've really lifted me today.<br /><br />Thank you for your kind words.Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-73444160201545263552012-10-22T12:57:48.476-05:002012-10-22T12:57:48.476-05:00You remember the cellophane!! It's so much fun...You remember the cellophane!! It's so much fun when you find someone that can remember with you.<br /><br />Now they come on hangers, and cost 40 dollars!!!<br /><br />My parents never would have been able to afford that. NEVER.Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-9532193653066883532012-10-22T12:56:52.993-05:002012-10-22T12:56:52.993-05:00I wanted those hand made ones and not the cardboar...I wanted those hand made ones and not the cardboard boxed up prisoner ones we had.<br /><br />We just want what the others seem to have.<br /><br />xoAlexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-27923768799938266162012-10-22T12:56:03.442-05:002012-10-22T12:56:03.442-05:00You should put that picture up.You should put that picture up.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-28250330022526380962012-10-22T12:20:56.610-05:002012-10-22T12:20:56.610-05:00You've so beautifully captured the horror and ...You've so beautifully captured the horror and embarrassment of every child who's ever wanted her parents to JUST GET IT already. Whether from cultural misunderstanding or willful obliviousness (in my parents' case). xo.anymommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11317877435130121894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-27238416052925079322012-10-22T11:15:17.566-05:002012-10-22T11:15:17.566-05:00OMG! Ben Franklin! Little plastic masks! You took ...OMG! Ben Franklin! Little plastic masks! You took me right back there. Loved this post.Anna Whiston-Donaldsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14921348961654008115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-23576742836799211892012-10-22T10:21:45.222-05:002012-10-22T10:21:45.222-05:00Loved this!!! My off the boat Italian mother allow...Loved this!!! My off the boat Italian mother allowed me to tric-a-tree to exactly 5 houses......<br /><br />Also European noses in an American mask? Soooooooooo true!!FranceRantsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-16822947834068907982012-10-22T10:13:26.272-05:002012-10-22T10:13:26.272-05:00Oh my gosh! You win. I longed for the store-bought...Oh my gosh! You win. I longed for the store-bought costumes, but my mother insisted on making them herself. It was horrible. Ali - My Suitcase Full of Trickshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11637087418730467823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-33380184538112299712012-10-19T20:41:25.443-05:002012-10-19T20:41:25.443-05:00I, too, remember the masks, and how my brother wou...I, too, remember the masks, and how my brother would pull on the string to snap it against the back of my head. <br />I love the part about the pennies! <br />Thanks so much for sharing your stories with us!Shannonhttp://www.deepestworth.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-47430042700923225372012-10-19T19:29:00.714-05:002012-10-19T19:29:00.714-05:00Lol. Love it. I have my fair share of non-english ...Lol. Love it. I have my fair share of non-english speaking parent stories too, though in my neighborhood you wanted the store bought costume not the one your mom made! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-10180827291339200992012-10-19T13:07:18.277-05:002012-10-19T13:07:18.277-05:00As long as you don;'t try to do a slutty Fred ...As long as you don;'t try to do a slutty Fred Flintstone. I mean, you're lovely, but there's a line, you know?<br /><br />BTW, Halloweenas Beunas!Lancehttp://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-62162516849083386502012-10-19T12:39:19.408-05:002012-10-19T12:39:19.408-05:00I remember when Ben Franklin was a five-and-dime -...I remember when Ben Franklin was a five-and-dime - I used to spend all my meager allowance there. And we'd get our Halloween costumes from there in those cellophane peep hole boxes, too. Though at least I was able to dress gender-correct...sorry about that. I bet you made a killer Fred Flinstone, though. ;)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://stacysrandomthoughts.com/2012/10/dressing-up-for-halloween/" rel="nofollow">Dressing Up for Halloween</a>Stacy Uncorkedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10084619026794128825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-5696552190232330272012-10-19T10:30:09.154-05:002012-10-19T10:30:09.154-05:00Best story ever. I can totally relate, and my par...<br />Best story ever. I can totally relate, and my parents weren't even Columbian.Mariannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04509329937576764550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-70984022748800382002012-10-19T07:45:11.098-05:002012-10-19T07:45:11.098-05:00I remember those costumes...and I did get Cinderel...I remember those costumes...and I did get Cinderella (insert sheepish face here)...but, seriously, they were all hideous. I remember thinking, this is Cinderella? I look possessed.<br /><br />Loved this story of what it's like to feel so un-American. We desperately just wanted to fit in and be like everyone else, didn't we? I know and felt the poignancy in your post.<br /><br />I hope you have a happy Halloween this year!Ceciliahttp://onlyoublog.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-28556711108480055342012-10-18T20:13:47.225-05:002012-10-18T20:13:47.225-05:00I remember that dead shark eyed mask! of Barbie!!
...I remember that dead shark eyed mask! of Barbie!!<br /><br />I remember.<br /><br />I didn't want to be Barbie, but a Disney girl.<br /><br />Any Disney girl.<br /><br />xoAlexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-41545600713824827072012-10-18T20:12:34.557-05:002012-10-18T20:12:34.557-05:00WHAAT??
I'm dying.
You WANTED to be Fred?
M...WHAAT??<br /><br />I'm dying.<br /><br />You WANTED to be Fred?<br /><br />Me, and what I didn't DIDN'T tell you in this post is that I had a cousin whose mother sewed her halloween outfits and then took pictures and mailed them to me, to visually torture me, with the cone shaped damsel tulle draped headpiece, and icy blue satiny gown.<br /><br />THE PAIN.<br /><br />And so I wished for home-made costumes, of princesses in sky blue.<br /><br />And when I saw I had to be a bulbous nosed and 5 o'clock shadowed grown man, it was, well .... THERE IS YOUR DAGGER.<br /><br />How I love talking to you.Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-89408612407091755512012-10-18T20:08:24.527-05:002012-10-18T20:08:24.527-05:00I SO remember those masks. I was Barbie (yes, my i...I SO remember those masks. I was Barbie (yes, my immigrant parents did get that part right, lol!) but I couldn't ever breathe through that mask. And I think I was Barbie for several years b/c they didn't get that I needed a new costume every year. <br /><br />I'd love to see your Fred Flintstone costume. And the pennies cracked me up. Thanks for the smile today. :)Rach (DonutsMama)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14029074046922966097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-47136674247074599112012-10-18T19:48:20.414-05:002012-10-18T19:48:20.414-05:00Hilarious! And more hilarious (well, to me anyway)...Hilarious! And more hilarious (well, to me anyway) is that I also went as Fred Flinstone! But. Here's the kicker. I wanted to be Fred Flinstone. Why? Who knows. I did watch the show and loved it. But, a year later I wanted to be something other than that awful plastic something draped over me. <br />My parents immigrated from Paraguay, so we definitely had the language and cultural barriers and misunderstandings. I badly wanted a homemade fairy costume like my friend had, but I had to put on whatever plastic nightmare they picked up from the drugstore. But, they were into it. We knew some other church-going families that wouldn't allow their kids to participate and my parents, as traditional and conservative as they were, always, always let us go. They encouraged it.<br />I absolutely loved this post. And thanks again for your oh-so-lovely comment on my post the other day. I was FREAKING out about that post. So, thank you.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01897963154223770756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-67575026013018962782012-10-18T19:19:37.380-05:002012-10-18T19:19:37.380-05:00You, sweet Empress, convict me. Does your heart k...You, sweet Empress, convict me. Does your heart know no limits? Chantelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10324845550553743658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1991265338210422893.post-56606335393433175722012-10-18T18:18:40.371-05:002012-10-18T18:18:40.371-05:00Oh yes...those masks! Whenever I think of them I ...Oh yes...those masks! Whenever I think of them I can still feel that "dewy" plastic plastered to my face like some kind of low rent spa treatment. Fred can be cool too. I'll bet you went up and down the street shouting "Wiiilllmaaa!!!" I love that now when I read your writing I can hear your voice. Linda Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285985403444531922noreply@blogger.com