That Sk8ter Chick

Since I was 12 years old, I’ve had bruise on my knee that doesn’t seem to want to go away. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ll probably have it for the rest of my life. Every time I look at the scar it definitely brings back the memories of how I got it.

I got my first pair of roller skates when I was 7 years old. They were white with pink pom-poms, and had a picture of Strawberry Shortcake on the sides. I think I practically slept in those skates. No one ever saw me without them. My neighbors would laugh because the only thing they ever saw flying pass them was my huge pony tail in the wind.

 

Eventually skates just didn’t cut it any more. One summer, I think I was about 10 yrs old, I was hanging out with my cousin of the same age, in Brooklyn. Of course I had to bring my skates with me. But that was the day, I realized my roller skates just weren’t enough. My cousin, Timmy, pulled out his skateboard! At that moment, I got roller envy! My skates just wasn’t cutting it any more! I saw bigger & better when I looked at that skateboard!

 

It took me about 2 months of allowance saving before I could buy my own skateboard. Once I got it, no one could tell me anything. I conquered the steps on the porch. I then conquered the hill we lived on. A rail? That wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle. By the time I was 15, I was skating with an all boy crew. Yeah, I was a tomboy and proud of it.

 

A few months ago, my son asked where did I get the scar from on my knee and I told him about my skateboarding past. He couldn’t believe it. He actually thought I was lying until he got my grandmother on the phone. She told him all about my trips to the ER & stitches I received due to my extracurricular activities.

 

It didn’t surprise me to see my son’s Christmas list, listed as #1, was a skateboard! At first I was hesitant, because I didn’t want to spend hours upon hours in the ER like my family did with me. Every time he asked if I got him one, I managed to change the subject.

 

A few days before Christmas, I found myself at Kay-Bee Toy Store. They were having a store-closing sale, so there really wasn’t much to choose from. The only reason I remembered the skateboard my son asked for was because as I was walking down an aisle, I almost tripped over one! Just my clumsy luck. I guess that was my sign that I should get him one.

 

Yesterday, we decided to take the skateboard out for a test run. My neighbors little girl was out with her skateboard as well. My son still wasn’t convinced that I knew how to skateboard, so I had to throw on my sneakers and show him that I meant business. After a few minutes of showing off, he could only stand there with his mouth wide open. As I left him out there with his friend, as I walked away, I could here the little girl say, “Wow, my mommy only knows how to sew!”.

 

Just think, a skateboard has catapulted me into the “Cool Mommy” category!

 

Btw, check out a friend of mine, she goes by the name of Skateboard C! (http://www.myspace.com/crystalsolomon)

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Growing up as a kid my parents divorced when I was quite young. My family & I were uprooted from our comfortable life in Upstate New York and moved to NJ. For the most part my mother had a huge support system, which included my uncles, grandmother and aunt and those who eventually became aunts by marriage. Being that it was a struggle for my mother to make ends meet at times, let’s just say we didn’t have gourmet meals, but we managed to make the best of it.

Till this day, there are certain foods that I refuse to eat b/c I was forced to as a kid. These foods were bought mainly because they were cheap and could be purchased in mass quantities way before the explosion of bulk stores like Costco..etc..etc…

So here’s my, “Do Not Eat” list:

     

  • Spam- I don’t know how many ways I can say disgusting. Fried spam sandwiches, with Kool-Aid on the side. What really grossed me out was the smell and the gelly film that was always in the can. Can anyone tell me what exactly is spam to begin with?? Does anyone still eat it? From the looks of the website, it looks like its even more popular than ever!
  • Corn Beef Hash- This is right up there with Spam. It came in a can and smells like dog food. There were times when I mistakenly fed it to my grandmothers dog, oh well, not by accident, I just wanted to see if he would eat it…and yup, he did. I didn’t realize until I was older that those little white pieces of matter, were supposed to be potatoes. The website states, Special care is taken in making America’s favorite hash. HORMEL® Hash is a delicate blend of tender chunks of meat with firm Idaho potatoes and select seasonings”. Now, ‘tender chunks of meat’, sounds like dog food to me..and being that they didn’t state what kind of meat, only leads me to wonder….yeah…what kind of meat is actually used??? Is it some poly-meat blend? Because it definitely wasn’t the type of corn beef I was used to.
  • Chitlins (or chitterlings)- Ok, here’s a touchy subject for people raised in the south. Some swear by these grotesque pieces of intestines, but hell no, these will not part my lips! The last time I ate pig intestines I was 5 years old. Even when I think about them, I can still smell the putridness of it all. Why in the world would people want to eat some animals shit chute? Beats the hell out of me.
  • Bologna- I swear if I ever see another bologna & cheese sandwich it will be the death of me. These were a constant staple in our house. “Mommy, I’m hungry”, “Well go and make a bologna sandwich”….lol! The sight of bologna makes my skin crawl, practically b/c it reminds of me of flesh & skin (but that goes for any type of cold cut..if’ it’s not turkey breast, I will not eat it.) Much like spam, we had lunches filled with fried bologna and lets not forget the Kool-aid, red was my favorite flavor…lol.
  • Tang- Not only were we forced to eat some foul foods, we had our share of foul beverages to go along with it. Now, what exactly is Tang? Is it orange juice? I just know it left the nastiest taste in my mouth ever! The most vivid memory I have is one time when I was sick, my mother gave me a tuna sandwich and some tang, let’s just say as I laid in bed with puke all over me, I realized the two didn’t mix.
  • Hot Dogs- I think I ate so many of these thing as I kid, I probably could have turned into an Oscar Myer Wiener! To make matters worst, we usually had the store brand hot dogs which were all gritty tasting . Again, fried hot-dogs, hot-dogs & pork-n-beans were staple. You will never ever see a hot-dog in my fridge. I will never eat a hot-dog from Papayas or any nasty hot dog stand on the streets.

Ok, so that rounds up my ‘do not eat’ list. I will never eat any of these foods and I will never make my child eat them either. As a matter of fact, I tried to give him a hot-dog when he was younger, and needless to say, he thought it was the nastiest thing ever & he hasn’t wanted one since.

I’m sure I forgot a few things, so if anything comes to mind later on today, I’ll be sure to update! I didn’t even touch on the several food allergies that I have, that’s a whole ‘nother post . Remember Kevin Arnold’s best friend from the Wonder Years? Well, I think my list is alot longer than his!

 

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