We went to an 80's party over the weekend, hence the pix for this blog. Took me about an hour to comb out the Big Hair tease. And although I didn't have so much as one
date with Biff in the 80's, look at the hot number I hooked up with for the party. Click on any pic to enlarge.
We're not gonna take it!
I loved this post by Doug Hoffman. Girls, go on over there and get hysterical.
I had ErinCam! on the other day and a newbie joined the chat. I asked him how he found me. He said he searched for oldest person that was live on Stickam and my page came up. Nice, huh?
In the previous post (1981), the Goat has a mustache. He had it when we married, but for some reason has since shaved it off (I can't remember when). I have implored him relentlessly to grow it back to no avail. Hence, I invite you bloggers to use the comment section to convince him to reconsider the 'stash or email the Goat privately with your reasons why he should get making with the whiskers.
Answers to some questions about me and the Goat in the 1981 post that I didn't get to in the comments (sorry, but some days you eat the bear and some days the bear eats you and lately, that mother's been dining high if you know what I mean):
I was born in March 1965. The Goat was born in December 1956. We were married in November 1992.
The 1981 pic of me was taken at a jazz concert at Blossom Music Center in Stow, Ohio. My Dearly Beloved's pic was taken at a golf outing in Buffalo, NY.
My Splendid King does not look like Harry Reems.
I never did aerobics back then. I still have that bandana. I wasn't really Miss December, 1986, but goddamnit, I should have been!