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Heart and Sole

Posted by on Sep 28, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

Rarely do I ever feel bad about throwing an article of clothing away since I’m not attached to any of my attire but when it comes to various pairs of shoes it’s often quite difficult to get rid of them.  Such is the case with my Nike’s which I’ve had for more than a year.  The second I saw them I knew they were for me and the fact that they fit even better than Cinderella’s magical glass slipper validated it.  They were so comfy especially since I’m always on my feet and I was really hoping they’d last for at least several years.

 

Unfortunately my wish didn’t come true since over time I began noticing the stitching unraveling towards the upper part of both shoes.  I hoped that would be the extent of my shoes’ wear and tear but it wasn’t as today I saw more and more weathering which was a tell-tale sign to bid a sorrowful adieu to my reliable and beautiful Nike’s.  While I got a new pair of Puma’s which are totally fabulous I still feel gloomy that I had to let go of my Nikey’s.  

 

 

 

A Blessing of Sorts

Posted by on Sep 27, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

                                                         

 

 

It’s funny how a simple phrase can be so significant to others.  Ever since I can remember whenever I would sneeze a member of my family would always say “God bless you” and I’d always say the same thing only my words were and still are “bless you.”  I never really thought much of it and in fact would sometimes get annoyed if I was doing something important or even watching television only to have to stop and say “bless you.”  The thing is that I’d only say it to my family and never gave it much thought whenever others would sneeze if I were out but that all changed several years ago while I was shopping.  I happened to sneeze, something I absolutely hate especially while engaging in conversation with someone when a woman said “God Bless You” which made me stop in my tracks as I was shocked someone had actually told me that.  I thanked them in a surprised voice and at that moment it not only showed me there’s still some humanity in the world I thought to myself from now on whenever someone sneezes, stranger or not I’ll say “bless you” unless of course they’re a jerk at which point I’ll say nothing.

 

While the word gesundheit is not part of my vocabulary some who aren’t particularly religious could always say that to a person having just sneezed but for some odd reason hearing someone say “Gesundheit” just doesn’t sound as genuine as hearing them say “God bless you.”  So the next time you hear someone say “Achoo!” those three or even two words could mean a world of difference to them. 

Major Eye-Opener

Posted by on Sep 15, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

No one wants to live on the beach more than me.  Ever since we visited Santa Monica when I was six years old and swam in the waves I was hooked.  All I wanted was to live not by or close to but rather right on the beach.  The problem is that it takes an enormous amount of money in order to do that.  While California has some of the most beautiful beaches the state is too pretentious and expensive for me which is why for years I’ve longed and fantasized about living in one the Carolinas or Virginia Beach.  While I despise the snow which is prevalent in the state of New York one thing many people say is that regardless of the cold and snow we are safe from natural disasters which are plaguing many states lately and it is true.  During wintertime we have a vast amount of snow and bone-chilling weather but at least we don’t have to worry about a hurricane blowing through.  I can’t even begin to think of the utter hell I’d go through if my home was destroyed all due to Mother Nature or some other mother in this case.  The thought of losing all my belongings is too much to even fathom and I shutter to think of the people who were forced to leave many of their worldly possessions behind due to this most recent of horrific catastrophes.  

 

This most quintessential fantasy I’ve had for years of living on a beautiful, desolate and safe beach has been completely destroyed similar to the homes, places of business and other areas in the specific southern states.  It’s terrifying because it seems like with each passing year more and more natural calamities are occurring and I’m beginning to realize people may be (and probably are) right about the dangers of living by the water.  While my life-long dream hasn’t changed I just want to make certain if I ever am able to live in a home right by the beach that it’s free of anything treacherous as once again fantasy creeps in.  I just pray for everyone afflicted by Hurricane Florence and wish all these tragedies caused by Mother Earth would come to an end.  

 

 

Hairrowing Ordeal

Posted by on Sep 7, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

After several years of having my hair chemically relaxed, also referred to as thermal reconditioning I now know it’s one of the worst mistakes I’ve ever made as I’ve not only paid the price literally with each treatment but as a result it’s preventing me from experimenting with my hair in terms of colors and highlights.  Let me begin by describing my hair has been extremely thick my entire life and I’ve hated it.  While most girls have straight, silky hair mine is anything but.  Even after straightening my hair with a flat iron it was still thick, frizzy and not at all sleek like I wanted.  So after researching various salons I found one that I thought could be life-changing.  The three-hour detailed process did straighten my hair which was aesthetically appealing in addition to it being much easier to maintain.  The problem was that I didn’t ask questions such as whether or not I’d eventually be able to lighten my hair which is not possible due to the potent ingredients in the relaxer.

 

I should have researched other straightening options rather than just saying yes when I was told my hair would remain straight for several months.  The last time I had my hair straightened was back in February and had been told by my former stylist that any type of coloring whatsoever was out of the question due to the harsh chemicals in the relaxer.  I figured since it’s been more than six months I was in the clear to begin practicing with color.  Despite having read about not being able to bleach my hair I figured we could try some subtle highlights so I made an appointment with a  very informative stylist at another salon.  After explaining my entire mane brouhaha the stylist said she’d add a neutralizer to my hair then would begin adding highlights at my next appointment and while I had my initial misgivings about whether or not it was safe due to me having had my hair chemically straightened she assured me it would be.  So I set up the appointment for the following week and she washed and began cutting my hair.  I had no problem losing several inches which I expected since she said we’d need to get rid of the remainder of the relaxer in the ends.  Now here’s where my major OCD kicks in.  I hate layers.  I don’t care what hairdressers say about how layers are fun and add oomph, can frame a face and anything else they say.  I want my hair one length.  I can’t look at my hair with the sides and bangs shorter than other areas.  I drives me nuts which is why the last time I was given layers several weeks later I had my hair all chopped off so it would be the same length.  That’s all I told the stylist I wanted.  I said she could practice with color or any other treatment but just wanted it one length.  What does she do?  Insists that if I keep it one length the back of my hair will look like a box (her exact words).  I had no choice in the matter and felt pressured since I was in the chair with wet hair and she said if I didn’t like it we could always cut it off.  I relented and said OK and thus began my spiraling decent into hair hell.

 

When I got home I looked at how various pieces were shorter and choppier than the rest and I was beyond livid.  Why did she do that when I clearly told her I wanted it one length?  Was it her hair?  Was she paying for the service or was I?  So the following day I went across the street from where I work and went to another salon which I should have gone to initially.  Though it was just a consultation due to the limited amount of time I had this stylist was understanding and agreed to even out my hair one length as I explained everything to her about my previous chemical treatments.  She said on the day of my appointment she’d practice a hair foil on me to see if it would work which gave me hope that I’d finally found the right beautician.

 

So yesterday, 48 hours exactly from the time I began talking with that inept stylist about which options were possible regarding my tresses I met with my new stylist and while I was glad to have all these f*cked up layers removed she told me some disheartening yet not entirely shocking news.  She said that she researched the chemical relaxing treatment I’d had and said she wouldn’t try any highlights on me because it would destroy my hair due to the fact that I still had the relaxer in it.  She actually showed me where the new growth is on my head but the rest still has the relaxer in it and I was unaware that it doesn’t simply wash out and must grow out or the ends must be cut off entirely.  So basically I can’t do a damn thing colorwise for about a year or possibly longer.  While I’m quite perturbed about my entire coiffure debacle I’m overly grateful that the know-it-all stylist did the exact opposite of what I wanted which was a tell-tale sign to never go back otherwise I would have kept my next appointment with her resulting in my hair being broken off piece by piece.  Every girl’s dream come true.  To quote Cher from her 1989 hit “If I Could Turn Back Time” I sure as f#ck would!  

Ridiculous Requirements

Posted by on Aug 31, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

It’s already that time of year when school supply lists are sent in the mail while others are entering a new phase in their lives consisting of going off to college (or not) but I’m noticing how entirely different educational necessities are now as opposed to when I was a student.  I almost feel like a grandparent or other elderly person while describing an “In my day” story to someone younger but when I was in school all that was required was a pen, paper, several folders and notebook paper.  But now there’s specifically colored folders for each subject.  Mandatory spiraled notebooks, index cards, graphic calculators just to name a few and we’re talking elementary all the way up to high school NOT college.  I can’t believe all these necessary essentials just to attend school.  Several days ago I was in line at the grocery store and behind me a mother along with her son began placing item after countless school item onto the conveyor belt from pencils to binder dividers, wide-ruled paper and so much more I immediately began feeling like I was gonna have a panic attack and I wasn’t even the one buying any of it.  It was the thought of all these entailed articles for someone attending school.  

 

Then there’s the outrageous list of items such as hand sanitizer and disinfecting wipes parents must buy.  Is it for their child or the entire classroom?  Correct me if I’m wrong but I didn’t know it was in the school handbook that parents had to supply their child’s class with endless boxes of tissues, writing material, glue sticks and many more items to fill their cabinets as I always thought our tax dollars paid for that.  But they’re actually buying items that other parent’s won’t so basically they’re supplying every other student implements while certain freeloading parents are not.  That’s beyond f*cked up.  Parent’s can’t or in some cases won’t buy various required items for their child’s classroom while others do yet they have no problem making sure their cell phone bill gets paid or that they’re wearing the latest brand-name attire.  I can’t believe how much money is spent in order to purchase classroom prerequisites.  I can understand folders and scissors but Formula 409 and other household cleaning products?  Give me a break.  And it doesn’t end there seeing that teachers are often forced to spend money out of their pockets to purchase supplies that some students’ families can’t afford.  My God how is this possible?  Instructors having to go out and buy provisions such as pencils and crayons because their students come to school empty-handed.   

 

Thank the Lord I don’t have any kids especially ones in school otherwise I’d have an anxiety attack just by looking at that lengthy list of demands knowing that I’d be having to supply items not for my child but rather every other one’s.  I wonder if liquor stores along with the alcoholic beverage section of grocery stores notice an increase in sales at the beginning of each school year?  Maybe there’s a reason intoxicants are also referred to as spirits since many are raised, especially during this most stressful time of year.  Hmmm.    

                              

                                                                                                        

For Pizza Sake!

Posted by on Aug 17, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

Do you ever have one of those days when you’re unsure as to what to eat for dinner?  You don’t want to cook but at the same time have zero interest in dealing with crowds and just want to eat home quite possibly while in your pajamas.  I had the exact same feeling today along with the biggest craving for pizza but not just any kind.  See there are many types of pizza, some that are square or rectangular and others which are triangular.  Many Italian restaurants and pizza shops tend to make sheet pizza which is square shaped, also referred to as “tavern style” or “party cut” but the more I’ve eaten them the more I’ve come to dislike them.  I hate eating square-shaped pizza.  Triangular pieces make a pizza.

 

I never realized this until tonight but I really hate square and rectangular-shaped pizza.  I find myself eating more if it’s triangular as opposed to square-shaped.  Even though the taste of the pizza is the same for both triangular and square shapes I don’t feel like I’m eating pizza unless it’s in the shape of a slice of pie.  I’ve actually found myself becoming angered at the sight of squared pizza despite the numerous times I’ve asked it to be made round so the slices would be in wedges.  I don’t think it’s too much to ask.    

 

I know there are numerous types of pizza but when I searched the internet I was blown away. Various state-named pizzas such as Detroit-style which just so happens to be square and California-style which combines thin crust with local and seasonal ingredients that are often times creative and unique such as artichoke hearts and basil not to mention the countless deep-dish styles whose pictures made me want to grab a piece right out off of my computer screen.  Then there’s stuffed crust which I’ve yet to try since I like my crust plain.  Last but certainly not least we can’t forget the innumerable toppings which can be placed atop peoples’ pies.  Though I have to admit some such as cauliflower or sauerkraut are almost enough for a person to literally gag themselves with a spoon or any other utensil for that matter.  Like barf me out to the max!

 

Some people might not care what their pizza looks like as long as it tastes good but for me I have an aversion to square and rectangular pieces which might explain why I rarely eat that specific type.  So tonight I’m ordering an authentic pizza pie complete with three, not four edges of mouth-watering flavor.  DELIZIOSO!!!!

 

 

 

 

Penney Pinching

Posted by on Aug 5, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

Jubilation isn’t a big enough word to describe the feeling I always got whenever I’d receive my $10 off of $10 coupon at JCPenney.  I’m not much of a shopper and don’t feel compelled to buy the latest attire as many do since brand-name labels are paramount in their self-absorbed world.  But every time I’d see that magical coupon from JCPenney I couldn’t wait to use it since it was almost like getting something for free or very close to it.  Maybe the corporation realized this since I haven’t been sent one since October.  What am I to do?  It’s not like they’ve lost a lot by doing that.  Well, maybe they have but nonetheless it was still the best coupon ever!!!! 

 

Thanks to that special coupon I have a lifetime of panties as well as other items that are very near and dear to me.  Though I can’t think of them at this very moment.  I realize retailers are doing anything and everything they can to make their quota but if they would just resume sending me that magnificent voucher it would add so much more happiness to my life.

 

Long-Awaited Arrival

Posted by on Jul 29, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

Imagine my delight upon driving past a construction in progress soon to be Texas Roadhouse Grill.  The only location right now is about twenty miles away along with numerous other restaurants since that area is constantly busy and heavily trafficked.  They need to start evening things out in terms of having the same or similar type establishments in different locations and not just have them designated to specific areas.  Now if they could just bring Jack in the Box and Carl’s Jr. here it could be life-changing for many.  Especially me.

 

Am I the only one who’s begun to notice how commercials are starting to incorporate interracial families in them?  This would have never happened years ago but changing times I guess.  It’s OK for black people to say they don’t believe in interracial dating or marriage and no one says a word yet if a Caucasian says the same thing they’re automatically racist.  Talk about one-sidedness.  As for that simple-minded phrase of “Once you go black you never go back” here’s 80sgirl’s noteworthy quote.  “You wanna be right?  Better stick with white.”  I enjoy dunking my Oreo’s in milk but that’s as far as it goes for me in terms of black and white.


                
         

    

Phubb You

Posted by on Jul 22, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

This is how NOT-up-to-date I am when it comes to the latest phrases.  Yesterday while listening to the radio as I drove home the announcer said there’s a term to describe when one snubs another in favor of their cell phone called “phubbing” which I think is hilarious yet oh so true.  I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like to go to a restaurant and see people actually conversing with each other instead of constantly looking down, scrolling and texting on their damn phones.  The announcer said “phubbing” has contributed to countless breakups and has even ruined friendships and I know for certain it’s accurate because if you’re dining with someone and instead of having the common courtesy of looking at you while speaking they’re too busy looking at their phone then they’re basically saying you’re not that important so what does that person do?  They simply cut off contact with him or her or begin making excuses as to why they can’t make plans and hope that inconsiderate jackass will take a hint and most likely it won’t affect them in the least as they’ll be too busy on their phones.

 

This isn’t the first time I’ve written of my dislike of technical devices and how people rely too much on them including disregarding others even when they’re at the same frickin’ table!  Is it too difficult for someone to turn off their phone while visiting with people?  It’s just so impolite to interrupt a conversation only to begin another with someone else via their phones or simply avert their attention to that person/people so they can respond to whomever texted them.  I can understand if it’s a dire emergency such as a problem with their kids but just to begin looking at their phone as if the person across from them doesn’t exist is inexcusable yet almost everyone does it.  

 

One night I’d gone out to dinner with relatives and noticed a family at a nearby table and every one of them, grandparents included were all looking at their phones smiling and giddy.  They were at a restaurant for f*ck’s sake they couldn’t have waited to share their phone time when they got home?  Was it too much for them to engage in a civilized conversation as opposed to looking at photos on their smartphones?  So if one of the grandparent’s would have died that night at least the members can say they all shared in looking at the same photos on their phones.  Talk about family bonding.  Might I add that none of us were on our phones.  This is the problem with people today.  They’re relying too much on their phones and social media as opposed to socializing with people.  And guess what?  It’s only gonna get worse!  All of this writing of people’s ignorance makes me want to watch a good movie from the 80’s.  National Lampoon’s Vacation it is.  All the “phubbers” can phubb off!!!!!!!      

Revolving Door of Musicians

Posted by on Jul 8, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

When I lived out west more than twenty years ago I used to win radio contests many times.  Not from being the correct caller but rather for knowing the answer to eighties’ questions as, from noon to 1:00 p.m. weekdays the station played nothing but 80’s music and would ask trivia questions from that particular period of time.  I won tickets to restaurants and even went and even K.C. from the Sunshine Band (despite the band having none of its original members) along with other items that are most likely accumulating dust in my bedroom.  Yet, as many times as I’ve tried winning on the radio some 2,000 miles away I just can’t.  The line’s either busy or I’m the wrong caller, often times one call away from being the winner.  But that all changed several weeks ago.  I was running some errands and had just parked in a spot when the deejay told listeners to be the twentieth caller.  After some failed attempts including being caller seventeen I won.  Finally I was the correct caller dammit!!!!!  I couldn’t believe it.  

 

My exuberance was immediately dashed; however, once I was informed they were tickets to go see STYX and Joan Jett & the Blackhearts due to the fact that without lead singer Dennis DeYoung there is no STYX.  Needless to say, or in this case write I didn’t attend the concert which was out of town but had the original singer been on stage with the rest of the members without a doubt I would have found a way to get there.  

 

I still can’t figure out how groups can replace their front man/woman and think they can go on as if nothing ever happened.  Hogwash!  Now in certain situations a member of a band such as the drummer or even lead guitarist will be substituted and many people won’t even realize it unless they’ve read, heard about it or saw it themselves but it really won’t make that much of a difference since the other members are still together.  But if the lead singer departs and someone else takes their place it’s never the same.  Ever.  

 

Take, for example, Journey.  From the moment they emerged Steve Perry epitomized Journey.  “Separate Ways,” “Don’t Stop Believing,” Open Arms” and the list goes on.  Steve Perry’s vocals were and still are superb but just as the case with Dennis DeYoung and STYX both singers had disputes with their groups, were ultimately booted out and were replaced with other singers who could simply never compare to their predecessors .  Now with Journey they went from having Steve Perry swapped out for not one but two singers one of whom happens to be Filipino.  F&ck that!  I’m sorry but while the dude can sing and possesses an uncanny similarity to Steve Perry’s vocals it’s just not the same.  The same goes for STYX.  “Mr. Roboto” is iconic and every time I hear the song it takes me back to the summer of 1983.  Dennis DeYoung performed it superbly so to have some other guy even attempt to try is a downright insult to STYX fans.  Tommy Shaw and James “J.Y.” Young who were two of the founding members are still with the group but honestly that doesn’t matter much since Dennis DeYoung is not.  So with that I didn’t think twice about going.  As for Joan Jett a couple of her songs were good but not good enough to drive more than an hour to see.

 

Another perfect example is 10,000 Maniacs.  Natalie Merchant along with the rest of the members made some of the greatest music ever.  The tempo of their songs wasn’t too fast nor too slow, they were perfect.  Whenever I hear a particular song such as “Trouble Me” it takes me back to wherever I was at that period of time and it’s almost nostalgic.  When I heard Natalie Merchant was leaving the group to pursue a solo career I was saddened because there will never be another group like them.  They did replace her with another singer but I didn’t even want to hear her since I relate 10,000 Maniacs to Natalie Merchant and I know I’m not alone.  You can’t have a terrific group thanks in part to the lead singer then have her or him leave and bring in someone else expecting the same results.  They shouldn’t have kept the name since people associate 10,000 Maniacs with Natalie Merchant.  But I guess that’s how things go in the music industry.  Why couldn’t she have just gone on hiatus while she worked on her solo album then simply resumed singing with the group later on as many other artists have? 

 

The one and only exception to this is Van Halen because while they started out with David Lee Roth and had humongous success with the album 1984 after he left for a solo career and Sammy Hagar took over lead vocals the group still had massive hit songs, toured and remained hugely popular.  That is until Sammy Hagar was no longer the lead singer.  Hence that pesky revolving door except in this unusual situation the original singer came back only it didn’t make a bit of difference since by that time nobody gave a damn.

 

Now let’s jump into modern times.  Maroon 5 has replaced a couple of members as well as added some to their lineup but the one thing that’s remained is the fact that Adam Levine has always been the lead singer.  In my opinion if the original lead singer gets replaced by someone else then the group shouldn’t continue to perform and/or tour under that moniker since it’s technically not the same group as it had been.  But due to legalities founding members who created the name of the band can change every single member if they choose to do so and still go by the same name.  It’s misleading to fans who are often times unaware of lineup changes and all around bullshit!   

 

Now I know why Atlantic Starr’s sixth album was appropriately titled As the Band Turns regarding the departure of the original lead singer Sharon Bryant.  The album really lives up to its name since five female singers have come and gone in the group.