My First Celebrity Crush

I think it's safe to say that I've been obsessed with boys for a long time.  And I've also been obsessed with celebrity boys for an even longer time.

The first poster to ever grace my bedroom walls....Shaun Cassidy.  Hey Deanie was my favorite song and I thought he was the cutest boy I'd ever seen.

And then my fickle heart lost interest in Shaun because there was a new boy in my life.

I fell hard for Michael Jackson...and his poster replaced Shaun on my wall. 

I borrowed this list of firsts from Jennifer at Playgroups are No Place for Children....with her permission.

First memory: Watching Mighty Mouse in a little contraption at the grocery store.

First dog: Smokey....I was two and I called him F*cky.

First memory of being jealous: When Bobbi was born and my parents left me with their friends so my Mom could be alone with her.  Broke. My. Heart.

First time attending Sunday School: I went to a Lutheran Sunday School when I was 5 years old.  I told them my name was Connie Oldham (instead of Olson) and that it was my birthday every single week.

First roller coaster ride: Twister at Eliches in Denver

First time being mistaken for a boy:  Mom cut my long, long hair (it was to my waist) when I was 5 years old....I was such a tomboy that I looked just like a boy.

First huge disappointment: Not making Cheerleading in 8th grade.  I practiced for weeks!! 

First big family vacation: Disney Land when I was 12.

First stay in the hospital:  Had tonsils out when I was 10.

First car: 1976 Red Vega Stationwagon....I could fit 5 girlfriends in it.

First job: Burger King when I was 16.