Childhood confessions

[Lisa loves Pooh]

Another milk hater here! My sister and I apparently both refused to drink milk after the age of two! Drove my mother to fits because she thought we weren't getting enough calcium. She compensated by forcing us to drink chocolate milk (which we would sometimes grudgingly do) and feed us endless cubes of cheese (till my sis decided she hated cheese, too!)

Milk ... ugh ... there's something nasty about it ... tastes ... kind of sweet and icky and clings to the throat. I also was always horrified that I was drinking the nasty hormonal "juice" squeezed out of a cow!

I LOVE rice milk though -- especially the vanilla kind -- you should give it a try.

I don't like the consistency of milk..but for me it is that instantaneious temp increase that happens once it is out of the fridge.

And when I hear about sleep remedies and warm glass of milk....I would rather stay up all night thank you very much.

 

[hellokitty86]

This thread is hilarious.


I have two aunts, that are very close to me in age, but they are both older than me. We were often together and we are more like sisters. (I'm an only child.)

The older sister, Brooke and I used to get along better and we would always want to get Melanie, the younger one in trouble. We would always bite our own arms and act like Melanie bit us so she would get in trouble. That worked until Brooke grew in her adult teeth, which were crooked and Melanie's weren't and my Grandparents (their parents) found out. We were in BIG trouble when they did find out, but this went on for awhile!!!!

 

[OceanAnnie]

My brother knew some phone number that would ring back to the number you dialed from. ETA- He'd just dial it and hang up. Then the phone would ring! He used to make our babysitter's phone ring all the time. She would get soooo worked up. Making threats to the "caller" that she was going to report him, and tell the "caller" I can hear you breathing. She'd give him an ear full. (But no one was there of course) Then she'd talk about it for about half an hour. When she stopped he'd do it again!

We laughed our butts off all the time.

 

[korbbec]

ETA: One more minor thing. I HATE milk. I don't like it...b/c it gets warm from the moment you pour it and just grosses me out. In any case...I did not like drinking it. At home--my parents made me drink the milk from the cereal bowl. Talk about disgusting. So I began eating dry cereal and to this day it my cereal dry. When I went for visitation to my dad's house--they required me to drink milk 2x per day. ICK! So on my more clever days---I would put a teeny bit in a glass.....swish it around and leave it in the sink. I'd rather get barked at for leaving my glass in the sink than lie about drinking the milk.

I hate it too. I would always excuse myself to the bathroom halfway through dinner and take my milk with me. I would always, for some reason "drink" all my milk on the bathroom trip and come out with an empty glass. How my mom actually fell for that one, I will never know. At a recent family gathering we were all talking about the things we used to get away with- of course we never mentioned the really good ones. I figured the milk was a safe topic so I confessed to mom that I never drank my milk. She looked so sad- when I asked why she never questioned the milk thing, she just said, in a meek voice, "...but I trusted you..." Nothing like a guilt trip 25 years after the fact.

 

[Vivianne]

OK In my defense I have to say I was a little I was an angel, but……. .

Living in NYC as a kid we used to get bored (5 girls) and would hangout on the fire escape (metal staircase that ran along tenement buildings in case of fire). We lived on the second floor. My mother told us it was off-limits, (what did she know she was at work). My oldest sister is 9 yr. older so she was in charge. Well, my sis (1 yr older) and I were slapping each other and we dropped the mop down into the backyard. Then it was a fight for the chance to go and retrieve it. She pushed me and started going down the final set of stairs and I followed behind her. I stepped on her hand and she was hanging by one rung. I grabbed her other hand but being younger and shorter I couldn’t hold her and it was either both of us falling or she. I let go and she fell the rest of the way. An older sister had to go get her and carry her back to our apartment. She couldn’t walk. We waited for my mother to come home and when she did all hell broke loose. To sum it up, my older sister had to carry her to the hospital and it turned out her leg was dislocated and had to be snapped back in to place. I felt sorry when she got home and served her hand and foot until she could walk again.

 

[Chattyaholic]

A neighbor kid that I played with had an old tire in the back yard and I went to the bathroom once in it, because I didn't want to take the time to stop playing and go home (two blocks away).

The Road Commission was directly across from our house, and when none of the workers were around in the winter we (me and other neighborhood kids) would steak rock salt and eat it.

 

[NeverlandClub23]

I forged my Mom's signature when I was in 10th grade because I got written up for sticking my hand out of the window and I didn't want her to find out.

I had friends that went to many different area high schools. When I was 16 my friends' and my curfew was 10 p.m. unless we went to a school dance (that usually ended at midnight). We used to "pretend" to go to all of the area school dances (which usually occurred every weekend). We would get dressed up, beg for a little money from our parents, get to borrow someone's parents car, change our clothes in the car, drive to VA Beach (about 30-40 minutes away but we weren't allowed to "cross the water" so going to VA Beach was breaking the rules too), and drive up and down the strip until midnight and then come home. We never got caught.

My senior year of high school I drove an '84 Suburban. My friends and I used to go to the local mall and give a bunch of military guys (who are always at the mall) rides back to their bases so they didn't have to pay for a taxi and we got to hit on them (and vice versa). So dangerous looking back but of course you don't think about that when you're a teenager.

 

[Sherri]

Lets just say that my two best friends and I had a little ring going, I won't say what kind because to this day it haunts me that we could be caught.
The only other thing I can say on the subject is we sure did dress nice.

 

[jillyjoey]

My senior year of high school I drove an '84 Suburban. My friends and I used to go to the local mall and give a bunch of military guys (who are always at the mall) rides back to their bases so they didn't have to pay for a taxi and we got to hit on them (and vice versa). So dangerous looking back but of course you don't think about that when you're a teenager.

I did such things too-- only college not high school. Those navy guys sure were cute -- but -- I shudder now to think what could have happened. Boy was I stupid.

 

[SwedishMeatball]

Lets just say that my two best friends and I had a little ring going, I won't say what kind because to this day it haunts me that we could be caught.
The only other thing I can say on the subject is we sure did dress nice.

A prostitute ring??

 

[missypie]

Freshman year of college we were supposed to write term papers in English 101. I must have done mine 1st semester. My roommate delayed and delayed and it was the night before it was due and she hadn't really even started hers. I let her essentially retype mine. That was so stupid...we could have been expelled.

My favorite is my mom's: She grew up very poor during the Depression. Even though her mom had 7 kids, she took in laundry to generate a bit more income. Mom was the "delivery person." My mom confessed that whatever grandma told her to charge the people, she would add an extra quarter, as her secret fee. She never told her mother.

 

[mommiepoppins]

well in 3rd grade I stole smurf stickers from the resorce room
in highschool we used the class room phone to call the physic hot line

 

[txSleepingBeauty]

I forged my parents signature on every single progress report I ever got in school.

my brother and I would wait til my parents went to bed at night, steal an ATM card and ride our bikes to the bank to steal 20 bucks, which we would then spend on a candy binge the next day....

in 4 th grade I used to go to a friends house, and climb on the roof and smoke cigarette after cigarette....

btw, these stories are NOTHING compared to what my 3 older brothers did. they once comepletely destroyed several model homes in our neighborhood, did thousands of dollars in damage...but the houses were never going to be sold anyway...

 

[MouseJunkie]

My cousin and I were playing truth and dare one night. We duck taped the neighbors back door shut then knocked on the door and ran. That's just one of many!

 

[Sherri]

A prostitute ring??

Not quite.

 

[arielsleepingbeauty]

My girlfriends and I used to practice kissing when we had sleepovers.

My friend's mother used to own a hair salon in the basement of their home. She used to sneak down, go in the customers pocketbooks and steal cigarettes from them.

My other friend'm mom was a witress. My friend used to sneak in her bedroom and steal change form her tips. We would spend it at the penny candy store.

I had a party at my house when my parents had gone out to dinner. A guy, who I didn't even know, set off 2 firecrackers in my living room. I get sick when i think about all the damage it could have done.

 

[crazyme5kids]

Lets just say that my two best friends and I had a little ring going, I won't say what kind because to this day it haunts me that we could be caught.
The only other thing I can say on the subject is we sure did dress nice.

You know stores don't like when you steal .

 

[arminnie]

We weren't allowed to eat fried foods when I was growing up. So, when my parents were away for the day, my brother and I would slice up potatoes like little french fries and fry them. Then we would wash the pan so nobody would ever know.

I used to make fudge -my brother and I would have the evidence long gone by the time they got home.

 

[arminnie]

when I asked why she never questioned the milk thing, she just said, in a meek voice, "...but I trusted you..." Nothing like a guilt trip 25 years after the fact.

I was dating college guys when I was a senior in HS. I had way too much to drink at a Christmas fraternity party - I was deathly ill the entire next day.

Thirty years later I was sick on Christmas vacation, and my mother mentions how I'd had the flu before at Christmas. I looked at her and said "Mother that wasn't the flu." She was totally shocked.

 

[Beth76]

I broke a lamp practicing volleyball and I blamed it on the cat. They totally bought it too since our cats had broken lampst before.