Doo Wah Diddy Diddy

It is really cold in my house you guys. Like so cold that I sleep in 2 pair of pants, a long sleeve shirt, a fleece and 2 socks. I also have 5 blankets on my bed and still wake up with a frozen nose each morning. It is so cold that I am seriously considering purchasing one of these to wear under my normal pj’s. I tell you about my cold, chilly, frigid, icy, frosty, glacial, house so that you know why I ventured to Target this past Saturday. Basically I don’t spend time at home unless I am in bed and bundled up so thick that I can’t bend my knees. I got bored of lying in bed watching “Hoarders” on Netflix, so I decided to get into my car and head to some place far enough that I could defrost via seat warmers and then wander aimlessly in a heated building. What place better fits that criteria than Target? While there I purchased, well, nothing of great necessity. I did find this gem:

Sure that is a great color of nail polish in my favorite brand, and yes I have an addiction to eos chapstick, but the real gem I refer to is my newly obtained copy of “My Girl on DVD”. I literally squealed with joy when I saw that on the shelf! And at $5.00 I felt like I was robbing someone, so I hid it under my arm and made a swift run to the checkout stand. What if another thawing patron had seen that priceless artifact under my arm?! Surely they would have used a food product to spray me in the eyes and steal it! That sort of behavior is usually relegated to Walmart patrons, but when it comes to a $5.00 copy of “My Girl”, I don’t want to know what a classy Target patron would be capable of. When I got home I cradled it in my arm and sang “Doo Wah Diddy Diddy” for a solid 20 minutes (Okay, that didn’t happen. Or did it?) and then I reminisced about my fond memories surrounding my favorite movie, ages 6-10. Now I feel I should share a list of these memories. You get an awesome glimpse into the mind of a really “imaginative” (aka super weird) little girl:

// I got a mood ring after seeing this movie. It was pink and I was completely obsessed. It also pretty much almost told me I was in love, which I totes was – with Macaulay Culkin! Don’t worry that I wrote him a love letter once upon a time. My friend Courtney had a book of celebrity fan mail addresses and you can bet JTT got one too!
// I wanted a peasant shirt like Veda’s SO BAD!!!! I didn’t get one until I was 16 and they came back in style. You can bet that my reasoning behind purchasing that peasant top at Abercombie & Fitch was because it reminded me of Veda, 10 years after I was obsessed.
// I desperately wanted to look like/be Anna Chlumsky. For those of you who weren’t creepily obsessed with this movie, that is the actress who played Veda. I did some research and she hasn’t done much in adult years. Bummer.
// Oh how I wanted Macaulay Culkin to be my neighbor/best friend/one true love…but only if he didn’t die while looking for my lost mood ring.
// I can’t even begin to tell you how often I played “My Girl”. Sometimes it was alone in the backyard, other times it was with my friend Courtney and we both had to be Veda (twin sisters, both named Veda) and there were twin Thomases. It got a little complicated but we made it work because that is what best friends do.
// Possibly the strangest “My Girl” play occurred with my water pups. I think that is what they were called. They were these little plastic dogs that were colorful and had terrycloth ears so they could go in the tub. I had this purple one that had a removable yellow hat and my brother had one that was white with blue and red spots. I stole his so it could be Thomas and mine could be Veda. I filled up the sink and re-enacted the water scenes with my water pups. It’s okay to start judging my childhood about now.
// This was the first movie I cried at. It set the stage for every other movie that makes me cry…”A Walk to Remember”….”The Notebook”….”Rabbit Hole”….”Horton Hears a Who”…. “How to Train your Dragon”…
// “My Girl 2” SUUUUUUUUUUUCKED!!! I refused to admit that back then because I was so obsessed and so excited for its release, but it was crazy lame. I never needed Veda to go beyond saying, “Don’t worry, Thomas J will be alright. My mom will take care of him”.


I honestly sort of feel like I owe this blog to “My Girl”. I was in the writing club at my Elementary and was made fun of for it (I think everything listed above explains that I was pretty used to being made fun of though). I stayed in the writing club, which I loved, because Veda was in a poetry class even though it was weird. My advisor, Mrs. Meastas told my mom I was really talented for my age and that I understood writing concepts and styles that most people don’t get until later in life. That encouragement from Mrs. Meastas is the reason I kept writing, love writing and essentially why I keep writing on this blog. Basically what I am saying is that “My Girl” shaped my life. Now if you’ll excuse me, I am going to get a box of tissues and wait for Veda to yell that Thomas J can’t see without his glasses.