I met Big Butter after work last night to borrow his video camera. Our usual rendezvous point is just a Starbucks downtown. I had intended to celebrate my E.D.D with some D.Q., but it was 27 degrees out and despite my innner heater, hot chocolate sounded like a much better idea. We sat down to chat while I sipped my cup of chocolatey goodness. He looks up and me and in an exasperated manner says "Adorable Chick's Name Natalie, .....Adorable Chick's Name" (didn't think it would be fair to out her on my blog and what not. Hopefully that statement makes sense to you all. Adorable Chick is actually one of my childhood friends. Her mom is a nurse who worked in the recovery room with my dad. I can't tell you at exactly what age we started hanging out, I just remember some of the fondest childhood memories involved playing at their house. They had an awesome fort in their back yard, a couple of abandoned cars and a tire swing, not to mention the fact that their house was near an alley and thus we would spend hours playing "alley girls". We were rough kids living on the street, evading the police and running from trouble. It's okay, you can tell me how awesome we were and how you wish you could have been there too. Her parent's were awesome too. Her dad is an uber tall, yet ridunkulously skinny black man from New York. He was an amazing roller skater and would take us to the roller rink regularly. For work he is a potter. So we would spend hours in his studio watching him throw. Her mom is white, thus I grew up having no idea that some people took issue with that sort of thing. In addition to being a nurse and a big hippie, her mom was super creative as well. She painted these gorgeous eggs, it sounds cheesy when I say it now, but they were really kick-ass. It was at their house that I first saw "The Whiz" and I still get "Get on Down the Road" stuck in my head regularly. FYI watching that movie inspired us to spend a lot of time pretending to be the characters and singing and dancing down aforementioned alley. They had an annual summer party where they would dig a pit in the yard, lay an old bed frame over it and roast a pig. The grown-ups would drink into the wee hours of the night and we would rejoice in the fact that we could run around the neighborhood unsupervised way past our regular bedtimes.
Adorable Chick just had an older sister, "V". "V" is a year older than me and Adorable Chick was a year younger than me. Being as there were no boys in their family, I don't really recall Big Butter hanging out with us that much. He would chill with the boy kids that would come to the party, but he never came over when I would go over to hang out. And I am assuming since it was called "alley girls" and not "alley kids" he probably didn't participate in that either....his loss.
Anyhoodles, you remember a bazillion years ago when I was bitching about my dad and the falling through of solstice plans? Well the solstice party I was referring to crashing was "V" and Adorable Chick's parents.....did that make sense? As you know, Andy and I didn't go, but Big Butter did. And at that party he laid eyes on Adorable Chick for the first time in over a decade.
I had talked to him shortly afterward and he was saying how beautiful she was and how he would love to ask her out. I agreed that she is flippin' amazingly beautiful and he should go for it. Big Butter after all was the sought after male for oodles of girls. My friends would all pine over him. Looking back, of course he was super cute, but he was also my brother so it bugged the shit out of me. Girls I didn't even know would come up to me and say 'are you _ _'s little sister?....OMG he is SOOOO hot!'. How do you respond to that? 'um thanks'? If I was smart I would have capitalized on that shit and said something like 'give me a $10 and I'll think about giving him your number'. Girls are stupid, they totally would have gone for that and I could have probably never taken out a student loan in my life. Shit now who's the stupid one? Me.