Update: New Blog Title

My blog, You're Doing High School Wrong, is going through an identity crisis. It wants to be a place for high school hi jinx in the 1980's, but it also wants to be it's younger self, a kid from the 1970's. Let me explain.

I was writing about a poignant moment of my senior year in 1986; our high school homecoming pep rally where "Kevin Whatshisname" launched two bottle rockets at the vice principal,
when I remembered that this Kevin was the same guy who recently shared his bachelor party shenanigans via Facebook- the Beer and Boobs bus tour. Or was it the Boobs and Beer bus tour?

Anyway, before I could dig deep into the questioning of how such a bus tour works, for example, does the driver talk over a PA system on the bus? "Gentleman, on your right, you'll see a serene double D..." I  realized that this Kevin was the same creepy jerk I encountered in elementary school, specifically the winter of 1977.
Gasp! I know. You are dying to know the circumstances of all these instances and I can't wait to share them with you.

What to call this new blog? I ran some titles past my husband and teenage boys only to be met with blank stares. I was really going for The Color of Mustard because I love mustard and yellow is a color that resonates with me and the 1970's. This title was met with, "mustard? brown? sour?"
Moving on.
My new blog is titled Blue Bird Girl.

"Oh do you have a blue bird?"
I had a bird named Blue when I was in 2nd grade 1976 and that is again another tantalizing blog post, but the real reference of my title is from my time in Camp Fire Girls.

In 1974, when I was five years old, my mom signed me up for Camp Fire Girls. Before we could "fly up" to that level, we were known as Blue Birds.  My Blue Bird days included troop meetings learning new crafts such as "leather bottles." I went along with this craft of masking tape and shoe polish, but I wasn't convinced that it looked like leather and also, why would a bottle be leather? Anyway...at least the snack at meetings was substantial.

I feel even more tangents coming on so I'm going to end this blog post by adding that I hope you'll continue this journey of the greatest generation. Generation X.  Oh and also, you're still doing high school wrong.