Holly was once a teenager.
Although Holly is naturally perky, the teenage years turned Holly's perkiness into springy teenage angst.
Springy teenage angst can be identified by continuous eye-rolling and hyper-debating.
Holly's bobbing head in off-beat time to her walkman was seen wandering around her room and on the well beaten track to the bathroom she shared.
It may have been because Holly lived directly across from her parents bed room...
It may have been because the family needed a break from all the eye-rolling...
It may have been because someone needed to go to the bathroom...
SOMETHING caused Holly's dad came up with a brilliant idea!
Genius Holly's dad...
Let's build Holly a room in the basement!
Holly's dad built walls.
Holly's dad built a bathroom.
Holly's dad put carpet on the floor.
This new room was very helpful in containing Holly's teenage angst.
This new room was very helpful in containing Holly's mess.
Holly did not live alone in her mess.
Holly's dog didn't seem to mind the long hours in the bathroom, the constant eye-rolling or the mess.
At the time Holly thought the room was nice.
Now that Holly is no longer suffering from teenage angst she can fully admit that the room was teenage nirvana.
Well, almost teenage nirvana. There was one time when Holly found a small garden snake under her bathroom rug. 
And then Holly suffered from legitimate angst.The End.
This is not the end of the story!
There is more...
Part II IS told by Jennifer from Thursday Drive HERE.
Part III IS told Thursday by Madge from Mad Madge World HERE.
Now GO!
Go see Jennifer and Madge before I start rolling my eyes...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Texasholly writes here.
More Texasholly.
When I am not here.
Burb Mom is a website for moms in the North Texas suburbs of Dallas and Fort Worth.
Please visit me in the Metroplex!
Popular Posts.
Reigning Peep of the Week.
These are good.
Following Nirvana.
Search for Nirvana.
Spread the Nirvana.
54 comments:
Wow, that is some cliffhanger. I can't imagine what's coming next!
I can't believe that you only had five pairs of shoes!!
Even I, as a teenaged angsty boy, had more than five pairs of shoes.
I love comparing the teenaged properly groomed hair to the hair of the I-Have-three-boys Holly from today. :)
I LOVE cliffhangers!!
I forgot to add - at least you emptied the dishwasher, my kids think it's gross, and I have to remind them that the dishes are actually clean.
Don't even ask about filling it.
I'm so jealous of teenage Holly because I couldn't afford Keds!
I love stories from the 80's! I don't know if you know this but on my blog, I post entries from my teenage journal at the end of every month.
I had K-Swisses. They were my cheerleading shoes.
My room was smaller and messier than this. We did have two bathrooms, though. One for my parents and one for me and my sister.
KEEP BELIEVING
Ha ha ha!!! This not only reminded me of my own life in the 80's, but of life at home with my current teenager. Isn't the floor there to store clothes, clean or otherwise?
Nice! I would have loved a bedroom like that! I am pretty sure my parents tried to get the neighbors to take me. I was a door slammer and deliberate stomper.
Can't wait to read the rest. Did you roll your eyes at the snake?
Oh no! Why did it have to end there?! *G* As always...LOVE the animated stories!
Ok is this before the eye rolling got you shipped of to Siberia???
I was so excited there for a second I thought we could be relatives.. You know the whole secret life of Dr. Phil thing..
Oh how I wish I had my own basement 'cause then my mom wouldn't see EVERYDAY how messy my room was and I wouldn't have heard EVERYDAY that it was a pigsty and I HAD to clean it up before I would see any boys in football or basketball uniforms. (That threat always worked...must make a note of that for my own dd).
I can't wait for parts two and three. These are always wonderful, Holly.
I want a house with a basement! I wouldn't build the kids a room down there, I would make a hideaway for me (a grown-up nirvana)
The best thing about my high school home was that all the bedrooms had a secret hidey hole in the closet. Not sure why, but guess where my diary was??
Can't wait for the rest!
My teenage angst was the attic. Low ceilings, no bathroom. And I had bigger hair. I was a Jersey girl, after all!!!!
This is the most readable and entertaining post I've read today! Hilarious. And LOVE the art. My sister moved into the ATTIC during her teenage angst period - leaving me with two beds and three big windows, and no draft. That might be what limited my own angst, actually.
Will check out editions 2 and 3.
Oh my goodness, at first I thought you were talking about my daughters! It is scary how similar this is to them. Well except for the fact that their father does not look like Dr. Phil. :)
hmmm... if we shared any of the same teenage angst it's not a coincidence you made mention of the window to the outside world. Did you perfect the art of climbing out of it?
BTW...your dad does look like Dr.Phil!
That is like so NOT FAIR that you had like your own basement. Totally Rad though!
(I did have my OWN teen angsty room but not my own bathroom. I had to share with nasty older boys - UCK!)
I have a feeling Holly's dad looks just like Dr. Phil. Me also thinks Dr. Phil has a fancy new sauna/poker table/pool table in his basement... that's where this is going right? You can tell me H, don't make me wait!
You are so lucky you only have one brother and he's younger than you. So. So. So. Lucky.
You would have had that rolly eyes, bathroom hogging slapped out of you by any sister.
I suppose that's why God gave you all those boys. In his infinite wisdom, he knew a girl child would slap the shit out of your bathroom hogging, eye rolling ways. ;)
oh my that was HILARIOUS - I have two girl s- far from teens - but I think I may save this for 10 years!!!!!!!
OMG .. I was an eye roller too .. still am ...
Cant wait to read Jennifer's part tomorrow
:-Daryl
ROFL at your Dad and the Dr. Phil comment.
You are too good!
Will eagerly await the continuation of the saga!
that is so hysterical. I thought you had a super cool multi-colored carpet at first. then i realized you were just like me.
I LOVE this. Funniest thing I've read all day (And I've been avoiding work by reading blogs all day - so this is a big compliment). I think my parents would have put me in the basement if we didn't live in an apartment.
i think i gave birth to your evil twin 14 years ago. she has taken the eye roll to new levels.
although she DOESN'T have '80s hair, i will give her that.
Oh, Holly. I wish we had basements here, because I would've def lived in teenage nirvana in that kind of messy room. And, I still listen to Van Halen - you aren't knocking them, are you?
well, i'm feeling a little teenage angst jealousy over your basement room. humph!
what a nice dad Holly has, he must really love Holly....or really, really, want her out of sight!
Heh. I love that you've recruited Jennifer & Madge into this story.
Can't wait to see what they've got to add!
OMG, that was freaking hilarious! Thank you though, for clarifying your dad did not look like Dr. Phil and the dog was not a goat. It would have been a very confusing story otherwise...
Thanks for a good belly laugh!
I had a similar teenage angst room (TAR)...only it was shared with my twin sister *sigh*, was upstairs from the kitchen *oh, the noise*, and our very conservative parents did NOT allow the AC on unless it was over 120 degrees in the house. So we got all the kitchen and house heat that rose. *oh gross sweaty us* And it was really hard to sneak out a second floor window. *eye roll*
I'm loving the beginning of this story - because I've never seen Jennifer OR Madge use markers - and the anticipation is just killing me :-) Excellent premise - whether it's illustrated with words or pictures.
Oh, if I could SQUEAL I would! I loved this entry, Teenage Holly. And I will be sure to tune into Jennifer H and Mad Madge, too.
Fantastic post!!! And pictures, too. You had QUITE the dad, who didn't look like Dr. Phil.
you lucked out!
I'm going to make my 18 year old daughter read this post. Although she's now at college, it will open her eyes as to why we put her in the basement. Sans snakes but plus a few fat spiders.
Looking forward to parts II & III!
Ooh, ooh,what happens next? Tell us more!! Love the drawings!
First time here....you visited me so I'm returning the favor. Okay, now that I got that out of the way. I must say you are one heck of a storyteller. I just love the drawings. And may I add that you have the whole 80's bit down, you had me reminiscing about my own teenage life. Sigh. Thanks for a walk down memory lane. Can't wait for the rest of the story. I may just have to come back!
So, are you really angst free all the time now? Me, not so much.
Ok, either it is the NyQuill, the fact that it is almost midnight and I am having soup and wathing Jon & Kate Plus 8, or that I am sick but I didn't get that or know where it came from but in a strange way I totally got it!
My 14 year old is living your life. Just not in a basement--in the original master bedroom in our remodeled house. It has not cured her angst.
Wow - you were allowed to have a walkman?! Definite nirvana!
Though in fairness to my parents, they let me use theirs. But no van halen tapes in the house...
I think I could have taught eye-rolling as an elective. Dude, you had your own bathroom? And most likely a separate entrance to the house. Your dad, Dr. Phil, totally rocks!
My god, that was exquisite. Loved the Dr. Phil line . . .
Came over from Jen's, and will have to stick around for a bit . . . if you don't mind . . .
I had K-Swiss myself.
You have quite painfully described my 12 year old daughter, down to what her room looks like. Wish we had a basement to shove -er- move her into.
I wish we had basements here--I'd make a 'mommy only' room for my mommy angst :)
OMG my dad turned our garage into a "studio apartment" of teenage angst for me too!
Hahah, very cute!
I like how among the things on the floor there are different colors for "unidentified" and "who knows!"
:-)
Hey Holly! Life has interrupted my blog life, and I'm so far behind. I am WAY behind on you, but I think I'll catch up... soon... really... maybe in a couple of weeks... I don't know.
Anyway, I like to go in chronological order, so I feel weird doing this recent post, but I have to in order to stay caught up on my cousin's blog. (You know, family and all. I have to stay caught up over there.)
This is hilarious. My favorite part is the psychadelic floor with the legend (and the empty closet).
You are so funny! Love the "Dr. Phil" dad and the dog - not goat - ACK!
Loved this - as usual! Kellan
I was too uncool to have teenage angst. I didn't dare roll my eyes so that anyone could actually SEE them roll, but I did a lot of stomping. My parents really should have dug a basement and put me into it. Two stories. High water table and all.
Funny as always, Miss Holly!
Also, I have tried TWICE to Stumble this, with no luck. No idea why. Maybe it's my stupid work PC. I'll try later from my beloved antique Mac.
How the hell did you get so lucky as to have a teenager den? I had a similar setup to your FIRST setup, except that in mine, the bathroom was WAY too far away from the bedroom. So when I walked to the bathroom from bedroom, I had plenty of time to sigh in disgust at my surroundings while strolling the well-beaten path.
I love your pictorials! If a teen rolls their eyes and no one is around to see, does it still make them feel superior?
Lol - this is awesome!
Post a Comment