It was crazy - to call them slumber parties

My age group lived in the "slumber party" era. Before theme parties - when people had birthdays at the YMCA or at the roller rink. We all just tortured our poor parents by having a gaggle of girls overnight at our homes for our birthdays. And by gaggle I mean everybody we could think of.

Ten, sometimes fifteen evil, foaming at the mouth teenaged girls. I recall going to slumber parties at: Sherry Smiths, Robyn's, Sally's, Chris's, Paula's, Pam's, Theresa's, Terri McCutcheon's...and prolly more I'm not thinking of. Often the parties started out nice enough...with gifts for the bday girl, and pizza, pop and such.

Next, when we got a bit older - junior high age anyway, those pesky boys started hanging around! They would just happen to have a party on the same night we would! And some of the girls would be SO distracted by that. 

And we girls did such mean things to each other at the parties. What was that about? Freeze bras. Put sleeping girls' hands in warm water, to see if they would pee...squirt toothpaste on their legs.

We'd also try to scare the tar out of ourselves - by doing things like play "light as a feather, stiff as as a board". Someone would lay on the ground with people all around her and just fingers underneath. They'd go through this rigmarole and by the end they could lift her with only their fingers. A miracle!

My favorite memory though is from Theresa Faust's slumber party. Poor Fustic is gone now, a victim of depression. Back then at the party - she was in her glory, all spazzing out. Fausts had a nice big rec room that we took over that night. I ended up camped out under the ping pong table along with Christie Jo. We avoided the drama of the rest of the group as I recall.

So when Chris asked me where Paul and I were staying for our class reunion, I joked that we were sleeping on a fold out in with her and Paula Bacon, another classmate, and we were worried she'd put toothpaste on our legs! But then I revealed that we were staying in another room at Chestnut Charm - the bed and breakfast that Chris and Paula are staying in.

Chris replied that she wouldn't even bring toothpaste - just in case she was tempted! haha. We're still funny...even at 53!