I was born in the mid …um…to late, but mostly
mid late 1970’s. Each and every childhood memory I have is right out of the 80’s.
Hello, my name is Tricia. I am a child of the 80’s, and I am proud of my side pony-tail.
Can I get a witness?
I don’t really miss the neon colors, or the pinstriped (colored pinstriped) jeans, or my leg warmers. I may miss my barretts that said “gag-me-with-a-spoon,” but just a little. What I really miss is…
I mean, tell me you didn’t watch Growing Pains, Who’s the Boss, Family Ties, Alf, The Jeffersons, Silver Spoons, The Cosby Show, The Facts of Life, Greatest American Hero, Fresh Prince, Perfect Strangers…
The 80’s was the bastion for bad half-hour television, only I LOVED these shows!
I even had a crush on Jason Bateman.
I really wish these reruns were on. I would watch every. single. day.
And don’t even get me started on the 90’s.
They actually sell the Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman DVD collection. Before I die, I will buy it and watch
Sully every episode.
Now we’ve established that I love cheesy TV, but I never in my wildest dreams considered the fact that I would birth a child right out of an 80’s sitcom.
But. I. did.
I have my very own Alex P. Keaton.