My Friend Crissy

Hello future readers,

Well,  it's raining here in Springfield again. There have been a couple of sunny days, but it's been raining a lot these past 2 weeks. It's been a real drag having to stay indoors so much. My mom says I'm getting "cabin fever". I don't care what it's called, I just wish the sun would come out already.

Since I can't go out and play, I decided to record some music. My mom gave me a bunch of blank tapes, so I got out my radio and my tape recorder, tuned into my favorite station, and whenever a song came on I liked, I hit the record button.

Boomer likes to keep me company when I record, but sometimes he messes up the recordings with his barking and panting. He's being pretty good today, though.

I was halfway through, and I was just about to turn the tape over, when my friend Crissy came in.

Outta site! I really don't spend a lot of time with Crissy anymore because she's always so busy. You see, her mom used to be a big fashion designer from Chicago. Now she designs groovy kids clothes for a company outside of town, and Crissy is one of the models for their catalogs. She has photo shoots almost every weekend now, and I hardly ever see her, except for school. When she first started modeling and making her own money, I was kinda jealous. But now I kinda feel bad for her, because it seems like she never has any fun anymore. I was really glad to see her, and so was Boomer. When she sat down on the beanbag, Boomer went right over to her. She asked to see my radio. I passed it to her and she changed the station.

Far out! "Get It Together" by the Jackson 5 came on. We started singing with the radio, and Boomer started barking! It's a good thing I wasn't recording.  Then I got a great idea. I turned my tape over, hit the record button, and started pretending I was a big radio DJ! "This is Joyful Julie, coming to you on your AM dial!" Crissy started laughing!

Then Crissy jumped on my bed and joined in as my special guest. We did a radio interview, jokes, and funny voices. It was really fun!

Then we played it back and really got a case of the giggles. We sounded so goofy! My mom must have heard us downstairs, because a few minutes later she came upstairs with a couple of cans of soda, saying that she thought the "radio stars" might be thirsty. Right on! Have I mentioned how groovy my mom is?

Crissy and I had so much fun. I wish it could always be like this. I know she's saving for college and a new car for when she gets old enough to drive, but she's just a kid, like the rest of us. Kids are suppose to have fun. I know I sound selfish, but I miss the old days when Crissy would come over on Friday nights, and we'd watch the Brady Bunch and the Partridge Family together, eat pizza and ice-cream, and listen to records while we sang into our hairbrush "microphones". Her mom said she could quit anytime she wanted to, but I guess she just isn't ready to yet. Oh well...at least we can still play on the playground at school. *sigh*

Until next time, future readers,
Your friend,
Julie Newman