Join Me in Snarkville

My youth was the era of the sitcom. You’d sit down to slices of people’s lives far funnier than your own for only 30 minute bursts at a time. You’d see totally unrealistic situations play out for your own enjoyment and then you got up and walked away giggled a little and moved on with your life.

No one I know doesn’t giggle with glee at the thought of Lucy in the chocolate factory; but that’s not the sitcom of my youth. No, I’m younger than that. I had the sitcoms where spoiled rich kids rode around on pint size trains through the house and an uptown man and his daughter welcome two boys from the ‘hood’ into their home. And Comedy ensues.

The sitcom I remember most ran from 1979 to 1988 (for 73 total episodes), was about 4 girls who went to boarding school. One was rich, one was smart, one was a tomboy, and one wore roller skates. Yes, boys and girls, I grew up with the Facts of Life. There are hundreds of scenes from that impossibly not real show that echo in my mind, but one always comes to mind.

Does anyone remember the pillow fight? Google sadly doesn’t yield a single photo of it, but what I recall isn’t the cause or the punishment afterwards, it was the scene of the feathers flying. Seriously those four pillows could not have produced the white-out shown on TV. I never thought it was possible.

Until last night. No, we have no idea how it happened or when it happened. All we know is that upon checking on him before we retired, we found THAT!!!

In other news, I’ve spent the past week or so cleaning my house for incoming family. Last night, exactly 10 minutes before that photo was taken, I sat down in my chair and declared how nice it felt to have a throughly clean house.

It was 11pm last night, when we changed my son’s feathered clothes (oh, and the potential for a good tar and feather joke was so tempting); brushed the feathers from deep in his hair; scooped up the mass of feathers (an entire kitchen garbage bag full); and vacuumed his room. What’s nuts is that we got maybe 80% of them. I still have to go back in there once all the laundry is done and finish up.

So, that white out scene of any pillow fight you’ve ever seen on TV — I can attest is TOTALLY possible.