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Hey! 16 year old Chickee…

This is my side of  a conversation between me now and myself at sixteen….

Hey Chickee!  Come here.  You don’t know me, yet.  But you will.  And I truly hope you love me because I love you.  So if you would just indulge an old lady for a few minutes, I’d like to tell you a few things.  Impart some wisdom per se.  Oh come on.  I know you and you want to listen.  Come here. sit down and I’ll buy you a YooHoo.  Ha!  See I told you I knew ya.  You never could pass up a YooHoo. 

(Wow a glass 9 ounce bottle of YooHoo.  Isn’t that a blast from the past.)

(Oh and just so you ‘the reader’ knows, 16 yr old Chickee can’t hear anything in parenthesis)

Soooooo…  Comfy?  K.  This may sound weird but hear me out, k?  Here goes.  Be bold.  Kiss him.  Just lean in and kiss him.  Yes him. Kiss him.  (Because in about 10 years she won’t be faced with the ‘could have been’ thoughts upon learning that he DID indeed like her “that way”)

And please stop hiding yourself.  Remember when you were really little and people would tell you that you were cute and Mom and Dad would get angry because you’d pipe up and say “I know”, well they were wrong to be angry about that.  Wrong, wrong, wrong.  You should know that you are beautiful and not be afraid of owning it.  Now I don’t mean be a snotty stuck up little shit, I mean be confident and show your sass.  I know it’s in there.  Don’t be afraid to let it out.  Oh and by the way lots of men actually LOVE curves. (I know now that beauty is 90% confidence and sass, you show it and you will FEEL it and in turn others will SEE it in you.)

Keep riding your bike.  Yeah I know all your friends have cars and will give you a ride anywhere.  So what.  Right now you can ride your bike all the way to Bloom and still have the energy to make mischief before riding back home again.  Besides the feel of the wind and sun, the sounds of the people, cars and birds… You don’t wanna give that up.  Do ya?  (I wish I had kept riding my bike everywhere.  I think of my health/weight now and if I had kept riding… maybe the thought of hopping on that bike after working all day wouldn’t be such a huge terror now.)

Oh take more pictures of Grammy.  Listen closer to her stories.  Let her know how much you love her.  Get out your tape recorder and record her laughter and voice.  And gosh darn it write down that sugar pie recipe!  (I miss her so much, I want her to tell me to shake my ass one more time.  I want to wrap my arms around her and breathe in her scent.  I want her back.)

This one might piss you off but oh well.  Get a job.  Now.  And don’t blow that paycheck.  Save it and help your family with the bills.  Yeah it sucks but you will spend your entire adult life paying bills while trying to save money.  Might as well learn how to do it now.  So get a job and don’t be too proud to say “Would you like fries with that?” because any job is a good job.  Well except for being a hired hitman, and I know you couldn’t do that one, no matter how much it paid.  heheheee.  Thank Goodness for that.  (Oh how I wish I had learned the value of the dollar long ago.  It’s not fun to try and dig yourself out of debt.  Best to avoid getting there in the first place.)

Oh speaking of hitmen…  Stand up for yourself.  Don’t allow people to walk all over you.  Yeah I know you are shy and you don’t like confrontation, so you let people do and say things to you that are hurtful and down right mean.  Don’t let them try to feel bigger about themselves at your expense.  Turning the other cheek isn’t always the best answer, ya know.  Don’t let anyone smother your spirit.   (Because once it’s smothered, resurrection is a hard and painful process. ‘Nuff said.)

Hmmmmm….  sex.  Oh I see that got your attention.  Yep I said sex.  Hang on.  Hang on.  I know you are smart about that and are not ready yet.  But one day you will be ready.  On that day, don’t worry about your belly or how you butt looks or if you are doing it right.  Just enjoy it.  Relax and have fun.  Make some noise dammit!!  (Oh hi readers, this next part might tick you off but I don’t care.  This is MY advice to a younger ME.)  And forget about birth control.  You were born to love children and if you get preggers you will not regret it.  (I waited too long to try to get pregnant and am childless.  That is the only regret of my life that I cannot move beyond.)

And hey….  Umm….  Nah forget about it I think we’ll leave that one to chance.  It’s more fun that way.

By the way, They will sell YooHoo in half-gallon cartons in the future.  Buy one once in a while but remember you don’t have to drink the entire thing in one day.  Savor the flavor.  hahaa.  I love you girly!  Now gimme a hug. ♥


Wolfshades posted a blog about what he would say to his 16 year old self and why.  He asked that his readers do the same.  So there you have it.  Chickee to Chickee.  I hope she listens. 

And if I could figure out how to link to Wolfie’s blog I would.  grrr….



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