The year was 1994, or 1995, or maybe it was 1996? Well the year isn’t important. The important part is it was a week before Christmas and I was in high school. This particular year I wanted a blue jean jacket; a stylish blue jean jacket from Express. It’s what all the cool kids were wearing at the time. Actually, they’d been wearing it for a year but I was always two steps behind everyone.
One thing you should know about young OK Chick is I could not stand the wait of Christmas. It literally killed me knowing that presents were under the tree waiting for me. I usually killed the curiosity a couple ways:
1. I would snoop through every closet, bedroom, and attic to find all my presents.
When I got older and wiser I graduated to a lazier/sneakier approach….
2. I would wait until presents were actually wrapped and placed under the tree. When my parents would leave the house I would carefully open each present, see what I was getting, rewrap the present and place it back under the tree. If you ask me this was a brilliant idea. Stop judging me! I said I could not stand the wait. Did you think I was lying?
Ok, back to my story. So it was 1994, 1995, or 1996 and it was the week before Christmas. Of course, I had already opened/rewrapped all my presents under the tree and found the blue jean jacket from Express. I was way excited!
It was a school day morning. My parents had gone to work, Sister #1 was already at school, and Sister #2 was off to the baby-sitter, which left me home alone getting ready for school. On this day I had picked out a great outfit for school, but the outfit still needed something. It needed the blue jean jacket from Express; the one that was sitting under the tree. You have to understand, the outfit would be the greatest outfit in the whole wide world with that blue jean jacket. I sat on my bed debating a few scenarios:
1.Save the outfit for after Christmas, when I had the blue jean jacket.
2.Wear the outfit without the blue jean jacket.
3.Open up the blue jean jack, wearing it; and then rewrap the jacket before my parents got home.
All the scenarios were possible options. Scenario number 1 and 2 were safe and the right thing to do; and scenario 3 was risky. What if I spill something on the jacket or worse mom caught me wearing it? It was toss up, but I finally decided. So what scenario did young OK Chick decide? Duh! You know I went with Scenario 3. It was the greatest outfit in the whole wide world! I needed the blue jean jacket. One week before Christmas I actually wore one of my Christmas presents and rewrapped it without my parents knowing. This was also the day I stopped opening presents and rewrapping them. Maybe I’d matured, maybe I wanted to be surprised, or maybe I thought I better be good before Santa stops coming to my house-FOR LIFE. Say what you want, but that outfit was awesome.