Throwback Thursday: The Romance Edition

In honor of Throwback Thursday, here’s a photo of a handsome young man who came to live with my family for a while in 1984. He was a foreign exchange student who had an overbite and needed dental work, so my parents paid for his braces, along with his awesome mustard yellow sweatpants.

ValetinesDay hotness

Actually that’s me, showcasing a box I made for my 4th grade Valentine’s Day party. As you can imagine with that haircut and serial killer stare, I had loads of young lads clamoring to put their cards in my box. Ahem.

This horrendous photo has brought much laughter to me and my husband. In our old house, I used to randomly tape it to the inside door of his bedside cabinet as a way to say “I love you,” and “Don’t you ever break my heart or I’ll stab you in the neck.” Ahh romance.


My writing friend is sending me prompts for #NaBloPoMo. I have no idea where she’s getting them (I hope it’s not illegal), but today I actually followed it. It was:

Prompt #6 (Nov 7)
Throw back Thursday. Post an old photo and tell us about it. Transcribe an old journal. Share a memory. Keep it short and simple.

NaBloPoMo Writing, NaBloPoMo Problems

I need to issue a disclaimer that I signed up to do NaBloPoMo, which in case either of my two readers is unaware, is National Blog Posting Month. It means I’ll be posting something every day. I know – I’m just as worried as you are.

I did this at the urging of a friend of mine who is doing NaNoWriMo, the novel writing counterpart. So while she is busy writing a 50,000 word science fiction novel, I’ll be over here writing 200 word posts about things like ants, bunions and barnacles. I cannot be held responsible for the quality of my posts, and if you want to just skip this month and come back in December, I won’t blame you.

I’m doing this in part to help with what I have previously referred to as my relatively chronic case of blogstipation. I often struggle to put the words in the computer, deeming them too unfit for public consumption. But at some point you just need to let it out, knowing that only 2-7% may be worth reading. NaBloPoMo shall be my blogging laxative. In which case, I apologize in advance for what is sure to be at times an unsightly case of bloggerrhea. (fact: diarrhea is one of the most difficult words for me to spell correctly on the first try) (extra and unnecessary fact: apparently I write about diarrhea a lot?)

I am also doing this as part of a larger ‘just do it and move on’ effort. There are too many things on my list that I am overthinking or procrastinating or avoiding. I tend to get more done and be more productive when I have more on my plate, so we’ll see if this daily writing commitment can motivate me elsewhere. However I just used 15 minutes of free time to take a nap on the couch, so I think I’m in trouble.

I signed up late and missed the first couple days, and then of course yesterday’s post dated itself as the 6th instead of the 5th (a downfall of being a last-minute writer in the Pacific time zone), so I am already bringing my standard train wreck flair to this endeavor. Should be fun. This totally counts as a full post.