The other day, Liz at Mom-101 asked for our most embarrassing grade school experience. Are you kidding? I began wearing glasses in 1st grade. To boot, I was a child in that glorious decade of polyester, disco and garish color schemes (and inexplicably, macrame). The era known as the 70s. Dude. My entire grade school career was embarrassing. Those glasses and that decade created a perfect storm of geekitude that doomed me with a tailwind that continued on through the mid-80s. For damned sure, I never got picked to "doesy-doe" when square dancing was taught in gym class.
Kelli and the Purple Magic Marker
I am 2nd from the left in the 2nd row. See, I was not lying. Also, the back of the picture, says "The one I circled is a cutie. His name is Keith McCoy." I signed my name for good measure. Also, in purple Magic Marker. But, of course.
On Saturday, this class of mine from Oskaloosa had their 20th reunion. While I did not actually matriculate from Oskaloosa Preparatory Academy For the Elite and Over-Privileged living in Jefferson County, Kansas, I am an honorary member of the class since I attended Kindergarten through half of 6th grade.
As I was digging through my class photos, I realized that in our 3rd grade snap, Keith McCoy was circled. Oops. I also realized that my crush was a long, long time ago and that in the past 3 decades I have honed and refined a sense of self-deprecating humor that does not mind my own butt being the butt of jokes. Why not? Indeed. Besides, I remembered Keith had moved away in 5th grade and would not even be there. So, I took the snaps. Except that I did not realize that Keith had moved back after I had moved away and that he did actually attend high school at Oskie. Oops.
Gentle reader, you know where this is heading, right?? Of course, he was there at the reunion.
Thank goodness, I have that wicked sense of humor because telling Keith the whole story was one of the funniest damned things I have done in a long, long time.