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Wednesday
Jan272010

So old school. So underground. So on the prairie.

I didn't know if I'd ever be able to find it, that one piece of television gold that shaped the person I am today.

And then I made a visit to the South Wal-Mart location. I battled through a maze of corporate evil, and poor merchandising, and blue vest wearing, part-time employees staring up at the florescent lights while drooling and walking in circles (LEFT TURN! LEFT TURN! LEFT TURN!). And I can't forget the People of Wal-Mart, like the forty-five year old cougar who wore a mid-drift FCUK hoodie paired with saran-wrap style jeans that squeezed her gunt into a lower level uni-boob to match her mom lumps ontop. I now have a new appreciation for my Mom's polo shirts: "Guess where I got this, Linds? VALUE VILLAGE. Guess what brand it is?! GUESS! DENVER HAYES BRAND. GUESS HOW MUCH! NO, GUESS! GUESS! $6.00! B-R-A-N-D N-E-W!"

Anyway, I finally found the missing puzzle piece of my soul:

I know, look at little Laura Ingalls. So precious.

And look at her here in an action shot. . .

"The crop was damaged by the hail storm?! For whatever will we do for winter, Pa'?!"

So I've decided that if I ever bare children, I will declare one day a year as Laura Ingalls Wilder day. We will dress up as prairie pioneers (when the children are between the ages of two and six and are too naive to wonder how mommy ever got laid) and we will visit the local Western Development Museum. And when I write "we", I really mean that they will dress up as little prairie pioneers, 'cause I am too cool for that.

Reader Comments (15)

There's a Little House on the Prairie Musical traveling around. You should probably look into that.

Jan 29, 2010 at 7:14 AM | Unregistered CommenterTwitch

Oh, I will.

Jan 30, 2010 at 3:18 AM | Unregistered CommenterLojo

Believe it or not. I've been to Laura Ingalls Wilder's house in missouri. She was practically a midget so everything is tiny! It was actually quite cool.

Feb 1, 2010 at 5:57 PM | Unregistered CommenterDalton

You are my hero, Anusol.

Feb 2, 2010 at 12:00 AM | Unregistered CommenterLojo

Vagisil,

The stair case going upstairs at her house is creepy. The stairs are about half normal width and height. It sort of reminded me of one of those shows where dolls kill everyone. Also her kitchen appliances come up to maybe mid thigh on me.

BTW, no way did she write the Little House On The Prairie books.

Love you

Feb 2, 2010 at 12:09 AM | Unregistered CommenterDalton

That is creepy :)

I heard that her daughter had most likely written the actual books. What theories have you heard?

Feb 2, 2010 at 1:09 PM | Unregistered CommenterLojo

Well if you ask at the house museum they won't say anything. In the museum itself they have letters and short stories that she wrote. The woman flat out couldn't spell or construct a story. Her grammar is atrocious. They also have items that her "manager" wrote. The writing style is exactly the same as the books she "wrote". My opinion is he wrote the books.

One cool thing I found out while I was there, Sears used to sell houses from their catalogue. People would pick out a house, Sears would come out and build it. For awhile she lived in a Sears house that her daughter had built for her. Eventually she moved back into her original home, they're very close from a distance standpoint. I toured the Sears house too. It was cool, not cheesy in the least.

Love you

MMBop

Feb 2, 2010 at 2:46 PM | Unregistered CommenterDalton

Interesting, haha, especially considering how famous she is. It's one thing to tell stories of your childhood, it's another thing to be a great writer.

I actually knew about the Sears houses! I am not sure where I discovered that, but I think it was relatively common out in rural Saskatchewan back in the day.

Feb 2, 2010 at 11:17 PM | Unregistered CommenterLojo

You're right about the SK connection, Lojo. In Canada it was Eaton's who sold the ready to build houses. There's still one or two out near our farm in Outlook.

Feb 3, 2010 at 9:28 AM | Unregistered CommenterTwitch

Neato! And I miss Eaton's.

Feb 5, 2010 at 11:01 PM | Registered CommenterLojo Manifesto

What was Eatons? A department of Kanadian Tire?

Feb 6, 2010 at 9:26 AM | Unregistered CommenterDalton

More like Kanadian Tire was a department of it. Eaton's earned stretched marks, Anusol. Stretch marks. Although it was not the mothership like the Hudson Bay Company. Pretty sure we sold that to you Yanks though, 'cause selling out is what you do when you have no self esteem.

Feb 7, 2010 at 4:33 AM | Registered CommenterLojo Manifesto

Point of Parliamentary Procedure Vagisil. Technically I'm NOT a Yank! I'm a Lakota!

Feb 7, 2010 at 7:36 AM | Unregistered CommenterDalton

My bad, Anusol.

For you <3

Love you!

Feb 9, 2010 at 1:18 AM | Unregistered CommenterLojo

LMAO AWESOME! That literally made my week :)

Love you!!

Feb 9, 2010 at 3:32 PM | Unregistered CommenterDalton

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