So last night we had a few people over and somehow the discussion turned to those calendars we women had scribbled on during our late teens and early 20s.
You know — the ones with cryptic phrases and code words and pictures that would remind us of what we did that day without actually spelling it out.
We were soon howling over a story in which one young woman’s boyfriend’s father found her calendar and very handily decoded the more, er … “important “dates. Talk about eternal humiliation!
Some of us (me) were so worried about such a revelation that we used code words and images that are now … well, rather bizarre and baffling.
I pulled out one of my college calendars and we spent a good 15 minutes laughing and puzzling over some of the drawings. On several dates, I had drawn an umbrella with raindrops. On others, I had drawn simpy raindrops. There were also varying sizes of exclamation points and asterisks.
At the time, I’m sure I thought I would never forget all of these “momentous” occasions. Now, however, I wonder what on earth I was doing on the night of Dec. 1 that warranted a picture of an umbrella! And raindrops.
So — are my two girlfriends and I the only ones who kept such calendars?
I’m thinking probably not.
But do you remember what your code words and drawings meant all these years later?
You and your friends were not the only ones who had such calendars. Even way back in MY time, and that was really a lot of years ago, I kept a calendar. But today I have no clue even what the code words were, much less what they stood for. Nor do I still have said calendars. Probably more information than you wanted from your mom, right?
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In the sixth grade I planned out what I would wear each day weeks in advance, because of course that’s the most important thing in the world when you’re 11 or 12. The most pathetic part is that I would match my underwear color to my clothes. The exterior parts of my outfit were written out normally in my day planner, but the underwear colors were written in code.
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