A Hungry Horse and Scorpions!

Hello, y’all!

We’re almost finished with the houses I’ve lived in throughout my life…it’s crazy, how time flies. So, this house was pretty cool. It was a two story yellow house with 4 bedrooms, one of our most spacious homes we’ve had. We used the back door as our front door, since it led to the end of our long driveway. So, going from the back you enter and you’re in the kitchen. To the left was the living room and to the right was the door to the laundry room and garage. Straight ahead, through the archway, was the living room and the front door. Back at the archway, to the right was the long stair case, 2 flights. Up top to the left/back was a nook/office corner. At the top of the stairs though, straight ahead (a few steps) was my grandma’s room. Next to hers to the left was the kids room next to theirs was my room, and next to mine/at the end of the hallway was my mom’s room.

One of my first memories was when we first moved in. It was just my mom, grandma, and I the first week or so. It felt like a big sleepover with the 3 of us, because we slept in the living room together. Bringing up beds upstairs was such a hassle so we just kept them downstairs for a few days, lol. But, it was fun being just all together, each in our own beds in one room.

At this house, the kids were finally a bit older, so Pudge and I could finally play with them, like for real. One of our favorite games was army. I was always the commander! Whatever that meant…I just know I was in charge and the kids answered to me and my commands, haha. I was also the medic, too. My “office/station” for when we played was in the nook upstairs. my grandma’s corner desk was there, so it felt official to me.

Across from the kids room, on the other/left side of the hallway was a walk in closet. We had some clothes, blankets, and other stuff we had accumulated. This was also our toy closet. Toys and Legos were all over the floor! I was very much into Legos ever since Stillwood. In this closet, is where I made some of the coolest things like a Lego cellphone and walkie-talkie! Walking in there was such a hassle, always stepping on some Lego piece…still never got used to it.

A big memory that happened was…I became a women here. Haha, I got my first period here. It was the last day of 7th grade. Of all days, the last day…when all we were doing in class was going on a field trip and having a pool party. I was upset and bored. I couldn’t do anything because I was scared I would bleed all over everything, which didn’t happen btw, haha. This was my first and last time I was offered a tampon, though! I was so astounded that my friend even had one. I’ve always known that tampons were bad and to never use them. Because you’re basically…um, doing something to yourself whenever you insert it. That was bad! So, I knew to never look their direction, which I was fine with. But, my classmate, the most Christian of us all, had one and said she used it…I was like oh my gosh, what in the world!? I’m not even ashamed to say it, my views of her changed, because like why did she have one!?

Anyways…you’re probably wondering why the title is called what it’s called. Well, the name of the street we lived on was called Hungry Horse. I remember when my mom first told me the name I was so embarrassed, like…I can’t live on a street called that. Well, what was I gonna do, move out!? I just had to deal with it, haha. Plus, we lived in Manor…nothing is in that town. Well, at the time…now where there was once fields is another community, 2 shopping strips, and some food places. A lot changes in a span of 10 years or so. And whenever I say nothing was in that town, I mean it. Well, I did have 2 friends…one lived in the same neighborhood and the other I just recently found out lived a few minutes away. I came across his house whenever my mom and I were looking for a place to fish…there he was in his yard, working outside, lol. Anyways…why I mention scorpions, well at that house we had a lot of them. They’d be in our beds, chillin in the kitchen, and just camouflaging into the carpet. The was pretty bad whenever we couldn’t see them. It’s forever called, the yellow house with the scorpions, by my cousins, lol.

My mom had the master bedroom, she’s always gotten that one…just seemed right, lol. Well at this house, the room came with a big bathroom and walk in closet. Literally, I could lived in the closet! I loved that bathroom so much, that’s where I went to take my baths every day. The tub was so big, it was one of those garden tubs! Loved it so much, felt like I was in a pool every time! 

So, at this house, was whenever I started using my phone a bit more. Social media was really poppin’ at this time, especially Instagram. DMing people was becoming a thing on there and I thought that was so cool. I used to DM/like/comment on this guy’s posts that used to go to my school, all the time. What he posted was so cool, he was into making music and such. I guess I sort of developed a crush on this guy, without even really seeing him online, just in person. We never interacted in person, only a little bit only. My username at the time was not my name. I’m obsessed with pigs and I think at the time, my username had the word pig in it, I don’t remember. So, I wonder if he knew it was me. I interacted with him on there, because I thought, eh…I’ll never talk to him in person like ever. He was in the grade below me, so we rarely saw each other. It wasn’t until high school when we started to be in the same circle…not really but yes. I kind of regret even interacting with him online whenever I was younger, because I didn’t know we’d still be in our lives till high school. He never brought it up and we were cool with each other. So, I hope that means…he just saw me as a random person on the internet and as me in HS, 2 totally separate/different people. 

Going along with me using my phone a lot, man…I have “PTSD” whenever I hear Skrillex, haha. Specifically the song, Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites. That was set as my ringtone and every morning my mom would call me to wake me up. My grandma and I shared a room, so I’m sure she was glad whenever I changed it the next year! YouTube was really big at that time, so many iconic videos came out too. Along with those videos, a couple of my favorite music videos I’d watch were Lipstick by Jedward (they were popular at the time and all over Instagram) and Army Of Love by Kerli (my grandma and I used to watch BBCtv/music videos before bed and this was a hit!). 

Even though I had a phone and everything…I was still young and oblivious to so many things. I got scammed in a sense. So, this was around the time when iPhone Giveaways were a thing. To enter you had to like, follow, comment, shout out, and repost. I did all of those things and I never received my iPhone, haha. So, I had to take matters into my own hands and I emailed them myself. I was like, so where’s my iPhone y’all…I did everything and nothing happened!? I don’t know why I was upset, there was no way for the phone to show up to me because I never gave them my address. I think I just assumed it would magically appear at my doorstep, haha. Another oblivious moment was when I came across this guy’s profile. I thought he was so cool! He was a boy fan of Lana del Rey, that made him perfect in my eyes, lol. Well I’m his bio, he wrote #LezzyforLana. And I was like so confused like what does that mean? It wasn’t until a few years ago, I saw the exact same hashtag in a caption and it finally snapped…that’s what it meant! Haha.

Oh my gosh, so Halloween here! At this time, I was already too grown for the holiday. We never gave out candy either. But, on that day we had a knock on our front door. Remember how I said we don’t use the front door? I was like great…we literally have all of our lights off to signify we aren’t giving candy out. I open the door, dreading it, because I get scared easily and I’m not trying to see anyone’s costume. I open it and it was my friend/classmate with her mom, the one that lives in my neighborhood. She just came by to say hi. I was thinking to myself, now why in the world is she here? I said hi and we chatted for a bit, then she went on her merry way. Another spooky memory was on the way to school. So, because we lived so far away from our (me and Pudge went to the same school at the time) school, we had to leave early because I liked being there early. We lived around 25 minutes away + morning school traffic. So, whenever we left it was dark outside. Well, one day we drove to school and we were going through the town, like always. Manor downtown and neighborhood is very small, old grocery store and old houses. To get an idea, check out the movie, What’s Eating Gilbert Grape?. It was filmed in that town and you can see the small downtown we have, pretty cool. Anyways, we’re driving and it’s dark outside. The only thing that lights the street up are the street lights and the minimal stop lights. As we’re driving we see a person dressed in a huge bear costume on the corner under a light. It was so scary. We we’re driving slow because the speed limit was slow in that part of town. And as we drove by him, he just stared at us as we drove past. I even looked in the mirror and he was still staring at our car as we drove away. Such a key memory from that house!

Another key memory for this house was one about my dad. Here was whenever he got the call for his kidney transplant. After being on the waitlist for 8+ years or so. That’s about how much I’ll go into detail as I’ll save it for another post. 

(*Edit: How could I totally forget about this one memory!) Okay, so…this is the house where my parent’s told me they are getting a divorce. I remember we were in my mom’s room. I was watching TV, pretty sure it was A.N.T Farm on Netflix. My mom was already in the room and my dad came in. My mom had me pause the show and they talked to me. They ensured me it wasn’t my fault and that they’d always love me. I remember feeling sad, because now my parents no longer loved each other, even though they have been showing signs of it as I grew up. But, now it’s official they they don’t love each other. I remember feeling discomfort and annoyed because now, I’m evidently apart of the divorce group at school. I never joined but it was a group that met during lunch on Wednesdays in the library. From what it sounded like, it was group/circle time and y’all talked and ate lunch. You’d even get gum(which was pretty much forbidden at school) afterwards. Anyways, I only knew one person who was in there, which was the girl/classmate that lived in my neighborhood. To be grouped with her and be at the same level as her, was not fun in my eyes. Anyways, the fact my parents are getting a divorce was not great. And, sort of life ruining…but yeah.

Okay, so I think this wraps it up with this house…no memories are coming to my brain anymore, hm. Well, I hope you enjoyed this blog post, sorry for taking awhile to write and post it. I’ve been busy with work and people in my life. So yeah! The next house we’ll be in is the Garfield/Lessmann house!

Until next time,

Zelly :)