Friday, August 20, 2010

A Gift for the Gab

Looks Like I was a Born Talker!

Well from the looks of things, I've been talking for quite some time.  Now I understand all the detentions and demerit marks I got in school for not being able to keep my mouth shut.  "Kristi talks too much!"  My mom heard that one over and over and over and over and over again from all my teachers.  Every report card and every conference focused on my yaking in class, and my oh so sly passing of notes which the teachers always confiscated.  You would think after years of note passing I would have gotten pretty slick at not getting caught, but nope not me.  If I could write on it, I did.  If I could chuck it across the room when the teacher's back was turned, I did. 

My talking continued in high school.  It got so bad my parents actually bought me a phone for my room and oh the sheer joy of hearing that phone ring!  Running down the hallway to my room was pure happiness!    And the note passing, I was definitely improving my skills.  Passing was easy now that I could do it in the hallways between classes.  Teachers couldn't snag your notes in the hallways.  And really it was pretty easy in class to write my poetic letters to my friends with such important information such as "Gwen likes Matt!!!  TLA!!!"

It wasn't too long ago that my parents went through their shed and found a few of my boxes filled with old memories ~ actually filled with notes!  LOL!  Piles of them, even old birthday cards way back to elementary school.  And what cracked me up the most was a green binder filled with every note that my dear best friend Suzie wrote to me.  What fun to read about our crazy high school adventures!

So it looks like I've managed to change with the times.  From my awesome rotary phone in the 70's to Facebook and Twitter, I can keep up with the best of them; or so I think.  No matter what comes my way, I'll always find a way to keep on gabbing.

Thanks Mom ~ you created a monster.  ;0)


  1. Love it! I have a box full of notes from junior high and a bunch of notes from one of my best friends in high school that actually should go in a binder! Again...we're so much alike! Well, except I was always told I needed to participate more in class, but when alone with my friends, I was the life of the party! :)

    Hey, I had my own phone too, but only my senior year. It was too cool! Until my mom decided to call me in the morning to get me out of bed. I HATED that!

  2. Love your blog and your "gabbing". I'll look forward to reading more (and trying those snack bars).

  3. Thanks girls! As Kathy knows too well, talking with my girlfriends is way tooo much fun!