Why You Not Date Me?

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17 Responses

  1. Avie Layne says:

    Yes you are. Everyone has the right to be stupid. Especially teenage boys.

  2. Lil says:

    I’d venture that the same holds true today. If you’re dating you exist. More’s the pity.

    For the record, even the short geeky ones didn’t want to date me.

  3. Joanne says:

    Don’t know Allegra’s age; is that the source of the reminiscence? It makes me compare your little soliloquy with what I see to be my 15 year old granddaughter’s angst. She did land the boyfriend, after three horrible tries over the last three years. I’m glad I’m not back there.

    • Jocelyn says:

      Allegra’s 14, but she’s not the source of the reminiscence. I found those pictures in a box a couple weeks ago, and they struck me as such hilarious gems that I had to build a post around them. I mean, who would EVER want to date the creature in those photos? It cracks me up.

    • You ARE a prize. A delightful, cocoa-adoring, footie pajama-wearing, curler-sporting, pet-loving prize. The Erics, Jays and Michaels of the world should be kicking themselves. I wonder who makes them cookies now?

  4. Shelly says:

    I think I may have had those pajamas….oh, how I love this post.

  5. Pearl says:

    Holy Hannah, Joce. You and me both!!!

    I wore those curlers — and STILL wear those curlers. I had footie jammies until I was 18 (parents would not push furnace past 65 degrees).

    I love this post.


  6. Meg says:

    I had those curlers! Foam with pink plastic clips. God they were lumpy. I was completely boy-crazy from about 3rd grade on. Much like you, I think I was just too awesome for the likes of the 13 boys in my class at St. Joe in Ironton, Ohio. Yep; that had to be it.

  7. kmkat says:

    Yeah, those boys in my high school class were just about as blind as the boys at your school. How could they be so stoopid? Why wouldn’t they fall over panting at our [footie pajama-ed] feet?

  8. alexandra says:

    I am so glad you shared this post on FB. I love it. SO SO FUNNY. I remember someone shared the last post you wrote on FB, and that’s how I found you.

  9. Maria says:

    I wore those same curlers every stinkin Saturday night from the time I was five until I graduated from high school! My MOTHER used to insist that I do this to attend church on Sunday morning with curled hair. My hair was meant to be very, very straight. Halfway through mass, it would start to wilt. Sometimes just on one side, so I had this freaky look as if I were half one person and half another.

    Even home perms wouldn’t work on me. Finally, I had my hair permed on my own when I was in college at a salon and my hair actually stayed curly for two months! Made my Mama so proud…

  10. Green Girl in Wisconsin says:

    I LOVE YOU. And every girl at the cusp of adolescent angst needs to read this post. What the hell, boys, too.

  11. Bijoux says:

    No one was more boy crazy than me. Most of my dates were much shorter than me, and the only person to make a big deal of it was my own mother.


  12. I think you could easily write a memoir that would inspire a series like Square Pegs. You’re incredible.

  13. Maria says:

    I’m going out on a limb here because the last time I allowed myself to get remotely close to a fellow blogger, she stalked me….so, gun shy to a huge degree…

    But, the next time you are in Omaha, we need to meet. I don’t know that our daughters would hit it off (mine seems to be going in some sort of socialite direction that puzzles me) but I do believe that we would. You could come over and meet our house ghost. She loves guests.

  14. You WERE a prize, curlers, mittens and all. Silly boys. You had ot wait for guys with a little more maturity.

  15. I totally agree with the last sentence. Fantastic post.

    Greetings from London.

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