Thursday, July 2, 2009

April 30, 1975 Nostalgic Phrases: or, Remembering Mama


Get me the big spoon.
Get me my feet.
There's the Big Dipper.
Want a Sugar Daddy?
Turn right at the Barrel Club.
Put her in second to get up the hill.
We're going to Washington.
You'll get a quarter for every box you sell.
Look at Bootsie!
Help me put on my girdle Olivetta!
This washer is a lemon.
Where are we on the map?
Shall we sleep on the side of the road tonight?
You were named after your Grandmother. Her name was Olive Rosalind.
Let's dance!
Let's play some baseball.
Go under the house and light the pilot.
Where are the clothes pins?
If it rains I'll pick you up in front of the school.
Turn on the water.
Butter the pan.
Get me the phone book (to beat the fudge on).
Shall we have chili or spaghetti?
Want to go to the Auto Movies tonight?
I'm going to build me a round house someday.
Let's make some fudge.
Put this in the freezer.
You'll miss me when I'm gone. (I do.)
Goodnight Girls.
Want to crawl in with me?
She's my little Hindu.
You stupid ass!
My little Piute Indian.
You're nothing but a Siwash Indian.
Let's get some Scotty's donuts.
Wash the big yellow bowl.
Go upstairs for me.
Look at the sunset.
There's a full moon out tonight.
Want me to brush your hair?
Time for your bath.
Start walking after Sunday School and I'll pick you up.
Clean the house for me girls.
(The above has been typed exactly as I wrote it years ago. I cannot even remember these phrases now without the help of my journal and isn't it great to recall them to mind now? I admonish you to get a journal and write in it daily or weekly to preserve your life events and feelings at the time.)

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