I was tagged by Mrs. B, so here are the five things I miss from childhood:

1. Having a good relationship with my dad. I’ve blogged in the past about my difficult relationship with my dad, and at this point, we haven’t seen each other for over two years. The last time I talked to him, I was pregnant with the SP–my dad doesn’t even know if the SP is a boy or a girl. I’ve learned in this life not to say ‘never’ when it comes to things involving family, but I’d say at this point that it’s highly unlikely that my dad and I will ever be on speaking terms again. And that’s sad, ’cause there are things about him that I really miss, although they’re not enough to make up for the bad things that caused me to stop speaking to him.

2. A whole day to myself, with nothing to do. I miss so much the ability to just spend the whole day lazing around in the house, reading books and hanging out with friends. The summer that I turned 12, my brother and his best friend and I spent the entire summer in our basement, playing D & D (yes, I was a girl geek). I can’t imagine what I would do if I had a whole summer with no responsibilities at this point, but it probably wouldn’t be as much fun as the three of us had.

3. Being secure in the knowledge that I was always right. Enough said about that one, I think.

4. Flashlight tag. And other games played outside after dark. Although I once ran into a 2X4 that was holding up our birdfeeder, and knocked myself out, so those games had their ups and downs too.

5. Reading under the covers. While I still end nearly every night in bed with a book, there was something so exciting about reading under the covers with a flashlight when I was a kid. The perfect combination of transgressive and obsessive.

I guess I’m supposed to tag five people, so here you go: Jessica, Leggy, Comfort Addict, Desparate2BaHousewife, & Kate. But don’t feel like you have to do it, just ’cause I tagged you, okay?


July 22, 2005. memes.


  1. Desparate to be a Housewife replied:

    Thanks for the tag…I’ll do it later today 🙂

  2. Tiffany replied:

    Oh they are great answers! I love the one of entire summers without responsibility. I used to sit on a comfy chair and read Stephen King novels from beginning to end!!! My Mum used to badger me to get up and DO something but I just LOVED reading. I know now, how she must have felt. Running around like a headless chicken wishing SHE could be sitting in a chair and reading all day everyday!!!!

    My brother and I would spend all summer playing mammoth Monopoly tournaments!! We’d get loans, pay interest, the whole darn shebang!!! We LOVED it! 🙂

    Thanks for sharing your memories and bringing back some of mine! 🙂

  3. Laura replied:

    I think I can relate to your #1. I used to be Daddy’s little girl. He got married to the wicked stepmother when I was 15 and I’ve hated the way he treated me since. I barely talk with him now (we did the whole 2 years not talking thing) and still can’t stand how awful he treats me. It’s as if he doesn’t care at all. It is a horrible feeling, and I’m sending over a hug.

  4. Comfort Addict replied:

    Wow. Believe it or not, this is the first time I have ever been tagged for a meme (another blogging milestone).

    I’ll do my best to answer.

  5. dawn replied:

    That is too bad about your dad. . .not having a good relationship that is. What are your favorite types of books to read?

  6. landismom replied:

    Dawn, well, I read a pretty wide variety of fiction, from literary novels to (some) mysteries, to chick lit to kids’ books. Currently, I’m reading the new John Irving, a book called The Greenlanders by Jane Smiley, and Family Pictures by Sue Miller–but I just put them all on hold for the new Harry Potter.

    In non-fiction, I read labor history, some biography and autobiography (mostly of civil rights leaders and other activists), and some other random assemblages of stuff.

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