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August 7th, 2006

THE 'HOOD! @ 08:15 pm

Current Location: I'm not telling.
Current Mood: indescribable indescribable
Current Music: TV

Memories of my childhood street are filled with sweet faces. The ones I climbed trees with, leaped off (lower voice and emphasize death or you won’t do it justice) The Wall of Death with, shared secrets with, explored the woods with, and skinned knees with, for what I thought was going to be forever. This morning, however, my thoughts skipped past the laughter, whispers, and war hoops over to another familiar cast of characters. My childhood street moms.


Come meet them.


Delicate Mrs. H who turned uh huh into a real art and clinched the title of World’s Longest Phone Chatter. Sleek-bunned Mrs. W and her stylish wave vrooming by in her silver land yacht on her way to teach ballet. Tan Mrs. D in her store-bought clothes swaying to the radio while snipping flowers in her garden. Muumuu-wearing Mrs. R who everyone gravitated to because of her bright flame and award-winning lemon meringue pie. Shiny white-haired Mrs. B who could finish a thousand piece jigsaw puzzle in two days and stop a bird with one swing of a broom. (Note: Said bird was only stunned and not harmed in this memory.) The other Mrs. B who was never spotted outside of her home, but met you at the door with a tray of the most amazing caramel popcorn balls every Halloween. Keeper of The Wall of Death (hope you said that right) and wearer of sparkly jewelry, Mrs. L with the tall red hair, who smelled like vanilla. Ditzy, but kind Mrs. P who always ran short on eggs, sugar, or soap and her sad-eyed Saint Bernard that left drool puddles on our front porch. There were more, but I guess I’ll end with old Mrs. T, the street’s snoop and card-carrying busybody who kept a permanent nose smudge on her living room window.


Fast forward to the present.


I’ve lived here on my grownup street for many years and sadly, I’m not sure I could even tell you the name of the people who live three houses up and over. If pressed, I might be able to tell you what color the cars are in some of the driveways. I do exchange a word or two with the family across the street that has been away on vacation. Today, I realized I missed them. I also noticed I hadn’t raised the shade behind my computer since they’ve been gone. GASP! I’ve been watching them live their life from out of my den window. Could this mean what I think it means? Am I the old Mrs. T of my grownup street? And what’s that mark on the glass?


Excuse me. I need to get the window cleaner.

 
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From:breckinwood
Date:August 8th, 2006 12:42 am (UTC)
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JAYME!!!
Time for you to get out more. Grin.
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From:jkcarter
Date:August 8th, 2006 11:00 am (UTC)
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Uhm...ya think? At least I know what color the cars are in some of the driveways. That means I get out...uh...er...some.
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From:lizjonesbooks
Date:August 8th, 2006 01:40 am (UTC)
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Great story!!
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From:jkcarter
Date:August 8th, 2006 11:00 am (UTC)
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Thanks, Liz!
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From:jkcarter
Date:August 8th, 2006 11:06 am (UTC)
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Thanks, fellow Wall of Death jumper! LOL! I hope the peanut butter cup was worth it.
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From:mindyalyse
Date:August 8th, 2006 05:42 am (UTC)
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Thanks for sharing!

I think I need to get out more, too.
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From:jkcarter
Date:August 8th, 2006 11:10 am (UTC)
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You're welcome. And thank you for taking the time to post a response. It's SOOOoooo appreciated!

Gosh, I don't know if you need to get out more or not, Mindy. I'm having a hard enough time keeping up with you. LOL.
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From:lisa_schroeder
Date:August 8th, 2006 01:24 pm (UTC)
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Hey, all I can say is, at least you don't wear a muumuu!
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From:jkcarter
Date:August 8th, 2006 02:54 pm (UTC)
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That's what you think! Scary, huh?
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From:l_skeers
Date:August 8th, 2006 02:39 pm (UTC)

Mrs S

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Ah, your post brought back memories! Mrs. S from across the street who wore flowered house dresses and weeded her marigolds by bending over and exposing waaay more of her than we wanted to see. She didn't believe in matching underwear. And her kids got marshmallow fluff sandwiches for lunch. And now I have "dog lady" on the corner, "old mean lady" on the other corner and I have no idea who lives up the street. We live at the end of a dead end street so I'll blame my lack of neighborly-ness on that!

Whatcha' working on? You MUST be working on a humorous ms! My new mg is contemporary -- humor. I hope.
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From:jkcarter
Date:August 8th, 2006 03:01 pm (UTC)

Re: Mrs S

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Oh noooooo! I could also be the street's dog lady. Hadn't thought about that one.

Today, I'm working on a PB. And yes...I'm hoping it's funny. Sometimes you chop and whack so much the haha goes bye-bye.
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From:l_skeers
Date:August 8th, 2006 09:22 pm (UTC)

haha goes bye-bye

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Well put! After the bizillionth revision NOTHING is funny anymore... But I bet you have a winner on your hands! And I realized I'm probably the neighborhood cat lady...
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From:lorrainemt
Date:August 9th, 2006 03:10 pm (UTC)
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Loved this post, Jayme!

Makes me remember my own 'hood. My favorite? Mrs. S. blowing the bugle to call her daughter home for lunch. Of course, half the time the whole neighborhood would troop home with her for those fried grilled cheese sandwiches, Campell's tomato soup, and orange jello. Now that was a lunch we never got at home!
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From:jkcarter
Date:August 9th, 2006 06:28 pm (UTC)
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Thank you! Your Mrs. S blew a bugle! That's so...so charming and SO funny. I can just see kids trooping behind her. Hey! That's a good idea for supper. Now how long has it been since you've fixed that kind of comfort food?

*scampers off to look for orange jello*

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From:jkcarter
Date:August 19th, 2006 10:23 pm (UTC)
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Mrs. Z must have been a hoot!

Hiya! Thanks for hopping over. I've been a blog slacker this week. I'm working on a revision request. Hmmm. I guess it would be more accurate to say I've been t-h-i-n-k-i-n-g about a revision request I just received. *pauses to somersault* So far...no epiphanies on how to make the change without a complete rewrite, though. I can do this. I can do this. I (so hope) I can do this. LOL.

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