Thursday, September 30, 2010

Tell The Truth I must.

Sorry, There has been a lot of 'life' happening around here. I truly didn't have two minutes yesterday to write my follow up post. So here it is:

I took another queue from Maria when she said "that it was easy to lie when you included or expanded on a partial truth.

So #1 is obviously a lie, but I like the picture I was a senior in High School working at JCPenny and I dressed up as Tina Turner for Halloween!

# 2 is also a lie. I drove the mustang until the end of my senior year - then I had to give it up, because it wasn't mine it belonged to my Dad. I bought an old Ford Courier pick up truck for $500 which I drove off to college in. But the Mustang was Totaled by my Brother who was the next to drive it to High School.

#3 is a lie, But those are classmates of the required swim class my Senior year of High School.

And #5 is a lie, I was born in LA, was only there for a couple of days - then we did move back to Mexicali to live in my Grandmothers home (the picture is my Grandfathers home couldn't find a picture of my Grandmothers home) but we were only there until I was 4 years old. Then we move to Indio - where my mother has been in the same house since then - a very long time.

The Truth is # 4, I got pregnant when I was 20 years old, I didn't want to get married. My parents insisted. So we set a date for March 3rd (Stephanie was born June 8th). We (my parents and I prepared a wedding from top to bottom) But I never got a marriage license I didn't tell anyone until the day of (needless to say my father was upset). We exchanged words and rings and took pictures - My Mother in law wore a White dress so all the pictures where she is standing next to me all you see is white blob! (that's all I'll say about that) We ate food we ate cake, we danced and did all the other picture moments expected at a wedding. There are a few pictures where you can tell I'm a bit over 6 months pregnant. My father did force us to go down to the court house and get married before the baby was born. So that was my fake wedding.







4 comments:

The Redhead Riter said...

Oh my! What a story!!!!

Modista Modesta said...

Yes, my life is full of some pretty weird stories - some of them self inflicted. Yet we live and learn!

Maria@BubblegumandDuctTape said...

Oh my goodness girl! that is one amazing story that no doubt will be the most cherished by your great grandkids and many generations thereafter. I don't think I have a story to top that. You had the whole thing planned with cake and a beautiful dress and everything. Wow! I was WAY off on my guess.

I loved your dress, it was so beautiful, you looked so pretty in it.

Modista Modesta said...

Thank you Maria. I don't think anyone would have guessed that one to be true. It is defiantly a story that will be told. I hide my dairies from those years, my daughter has read some of my other dairies, and can't believe half the stuff I did and all the stuff that has happened to me.

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