Remember the '70's? Yeah, me too, sadly. Sigh. Anyway, I was talking to a colleague a few months ago and she was watching the air bubble slowly drift from top to bottom of a bottle of hand sanitizer (something, by the way, we did not have in the '70's). I said, "Hey! Remember those Prell commercials in the '70's? The one they dropped a pearl in and we watched it sink?"
She looked at me hard enough to give me a professional grade skin peel. "YOU think I was ALIVE in the 1970's???" She turned and stormed off in a diva-worthy way that would make Madonna feel like the protractor queen of middle school.
Oh. my. god. Not every adult remembers the polyester decade! My references to leisure suits, mood rings, pet rocks and Three's Company may not be hitting home like I thought! When did that happen?
Wait, you know, it does sort of make sense now that I think of it. No one seemed to get that Joe Namath wearing pantyhose reference I made the other day and my girl scouts did look completely blank when I mentioned Rosie Greer in "Free to Be You and Me."
Huh. I guess not everyone had a mom who had the Burt Reynolds on a bearskin rug centerfold and not everyone's dad hid the Farrah Fawcett poster in his closet. I guess I'll just have to accept it.
Sigh. And I was going to try to find a mountain bike with a banana seat.
The Assassin
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Old Fashioned Lithographs...
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Technically, I was born in the 70s, but right at the beginning, so I do have some memories of that decade. My sister had the banana seat. Loved Three's Company. Hate polyester to this day and cringe everytime I see the pic of me as a baby in those tie-died, corderoy overalls. Who does that to their child?
If it makes you feel better, my little brother is 17 yrs younger than I am and he never gets my 80s references. *sigh*
Ugh. Courderoy (how is that spelled?). You'd walk and your thighs would rub together, starting them on fire.
I was on a group tour in Thailand recently where the age range was something like 22-54. At one point I heard "Funky Town" playing on the radio and was enjoying the flash back and I heard one of the younger members of the group say "Hey! It's that song from Shrek!"
Sigh...
Jenyfer,
I've had that happen with Shrek songs too. I've had to explain that no, Shrek did not invent that song...
You live it.
You forget it.
You remember it. (Fondly or not)
Everybody less than half your age goes:
Huh!
And you *Sigh*
Ah, Jenyfer. I went through that when Wayne's World came out and all the kids were talking about that new song from Queen.
I don't what's worse. That or the fact my son's football coach is young enough to be my kid too.
Damn, I feel old.
I can relate. My 22-yr old niece told me that my sixth grader's teacher went to high school with her.
There, there. I remember the 70s. Not that I really want to admit it, you understand.
I had that centerfold lol. I had my kids in my 30's and I'm always trying to explain who people are (sigh).
I graduated from high school in 1974, so I remember all these things you're talking about. It really was a unique era!
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