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When I was in the 8th grade we moved from my hometown of Springfield, Missouri to this itty bitty town called Lebanon, MO. It was around 45 minutes away from the only life that I had ever known...the only life that I truly wanted to know if I'm going to be totally honest...
8th grade was hard enough. Teenager. Hormones. Attitude. Puberty. Moving.
In my mind this was the worst possible life scenario. I wasn't shy, but I was pretty quiet until I knew you and trusted you.
Anyhow. So there we were. My sister and me. She was in the 7th grade, I was in the 8th grade. You could have said we would have done anything for friends, so we did what we assumed any other junior high student would have done in our situation: we planned the party of the decade.
My Dad & Mom were supposed to go to a flower shop opening for a few hours. And us? We were supposed to be babysitting our two brothers.
We had it all figured out. Put the boys in their room upstairs complete w/video games and snacks. Have our party. And clean up before the parentals were to arrive home. {Okay, stop laughing. We were idiots.}
We made fliers. Complete with stick figures drinking peach schnapps{for the record? we did not drink. i'm guessing that it was "cool" to say you drank when you were 12 and 13 years old...}. We bought food--we managed to spend all of our lunch money at the grocery store across the street. We filled up three grocery carts with food, sodas, etc. We then filled our "friend's" mom's car with our so called party food.
We passed out the fliers at school to anyone and everyone who would take one. The cute guys talked to us. The popular kids let us sit at their table. We felt like we were on top of the world.
Oh--and our friend? Gave as many as she could to her high school brother to pass out to his friends. We were geniuses I tell you. Complete and total geniuses...
We were stoked. We thought to ourselves, now this? Is it. We are popular. We will be friends with everyone.
That is until someone from the school staff called our Mom. Foiled our plan. Got us grounded forever {you think I'm exaggerating. I'm not. In fact I'm probably still grounded...}. We had to tell everyone the party was off. It was no bueno. Finished.
Talk about the embarrassment of a teenager's lifetime. Not only did we have to tell everyone there was no party...but we were grounded. Couldn't.do.a.damn.thing. No tv. No phone. No plans. And most importantly? We had no friends. No boyfriends. It was horrible. Every teen girls' worst nitemare.
Anyway...I still remember muffling my laughter as my Dad sat out on our front porch with a bb gun...haha! Teens were showing up in their cars...doing a small town drive by to see if the party was still going on. It was seriously border line hysterical.
So, there you have it. One of the dumber things THE dumbest stunt of my teenage life that I now crack up about.
{And I may still roll my eyes with my sister when reminded and made fun of by our parents....}
So what's the dumbest thing that you did when you were a teenager? I want to hear your dirt and laugh until I cry...so make it good, friends. Make it good.
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