Go back, if you will......to the days of dressing up for Halloween and how much fun it was to dress up, even if we had to wear a heavy coat over our costume because it was winter like in northern Minnesota on the last day of October. But wait! Do you remember having parties in school? I don't. Do you remember dressing up and going to school? Not on a regular basis.
Her name was Betty. She and I were best friends. One of the things we liked to do was dress up in her sister's skirts. We would make hoops out of long wood shavings and chalk line. The chalk like was tied to the wooden hoop and strung to another chalk line, which attached around the waist.
Pardon us for thinking wearing lamp shades on our heads and walking around the neighborhood singing "We are the ladies from lampshade land." Hey, at least the lyrics were original.
I think we wore the lampshades and hoops to school for a party. I remember disrupting the class by sitting on the hoop and making it jump. Our male teacher told me to stop.
What kind of lamp shade you ask? Like the one in the movie, A Christmas Story (1883). There's nary a scene to forget in this near-perfect nostalgic look at where Americana and Christmastime meet. The story of a young boy's epic quest to get his hands on a Red Ryder BB gun provides the hilarious backdrop for a timeless tale rife with family hi jinks, frozen tongues and, of course, sex-oozing leg lamps.
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