Welcome to the June edition of Blogging With Friends. Each month we choose a theme, always different and sometimes relative to the month/holiday coming up. Since we are all different "types" of bloggers our interpretation of the theme will vary greatly from one blog to the other.
I was out voted this month. Our theme is "truth or dare", which I honestly was not a fan of. You may ask why and I'll explain. Have you seen the commercial for the new horror movie? I had, and when I saw this as a potential theme I cringed. No way did I want to do it but alas here we are.
Also, truth or dare brought up some very unhappy teen memories.
Dare I share? Well, that is the theme...when I was 14 I had a horrible crush on this guy. He was 18. One morning my friends and I were standing out front of the school, waiting on the bell. In pulls this car, music blaring and JJ got out. His brother, Roger, my crush was driving. He said "hey you girls want to have some fun?" My friend Kim ran to the car. The rest of us looked at each other. She was leaning in the window and talking to him. Then she turns around and says "come on!!" so we did. I have no idea what in heavens name possessed me that morning. But I got in the car and away we sped. OH MY GOSH I was skipping school AND with an 18 year old no doubt. My mother was going to kill me, I could see the newspaper headlines now. "LOCAL GIRL KILLED BY IRRATE MOTHER" or "LOCAL GIRL KILLED FOR SKIPPING SCHOOL, LET THAT BE A LESSON TO YOU ALL".
We drove for what seemed like an hour, and it was close to it. He pulled in a local mom and pop store, and came out with beer. OH MY GOSH, yep, that did it, that sealed my faith. I was dead. Because if my mother didn't kill me, my dad would surely kill this guy.
Then we drove to his house. It was a cute house, surrounded by trees, perfect for a murder. Yes I've always had a dark mind. We sat around the living room, smoking cigarettes and being cool. He popped a top, drank it down and Kim grabbed one. She was the "cool" kid, daring, rebellious, my alter ego. She pushed a bottle towards me. "HERE Dawn, drink one", "no I'm okay." She laughed "oooh are you scared. I dare you." And so the day began. One dare after another. I "dare" you to drink a beer, I dare you to smoke a cigarette, I dare you to take a toke off this joint, I dare you to make out with Roger, I dare you to go in the bedroom with him and on and on it went.
The way the day ended is a horrible nightmare and one I'm not ready to share. But I will say this, NO I did not cower in every dare. I did not make out with him, I did not have sex or give him a hickie and yes Kim and the rest of my "friends" made fun of me. The goody goody girl. I was scared, embarrassed and then I was mad as hell. These were not my friends. Friends didn't treat friends like this. I did say no. I did not give in and "truth or dare" has always been a phrase that gets my dander up and brings on heightened anxiety because I see that scared 14 year old girl sitting in a house surrounded by trees and it could have very easily ended worse than it did. We were stupid to get in that car. Our parents had no way of knowing where we were or what we were doing. We didn't know him. We knew WHO he was but that's different.
Not long after that, just a few months, he shot and killed a man. His best friends father. The mom talked him in to it, offered him part of the insurance money. His best friend was an accomplice. He served 32 years in prison. So yes, it could have ended much worse.
So when I saw the movie advertise, all this came flooding back. THEN the group voted and this was chosen as a theme. Oy!
Can we talk about this for one more minute? Truth or dare, peer pressure, bullying there really isn't much difference. Were you the giver or receiver? How about your children? No I don't believe it's part of growing up, no I don't believe it's okay, yes I do think you can teach your children to be nice, kind and accepting without being door mats. It's called common decency and I believe it packed up and left. It all stems from one thing, low self esteem. If you bully someone, it is a deep rooted issue. The bully is vying for attention, self seeking, they are ultimately afraid of something. They may be receiving this at home, a dad who is trying to make him a man at 12 but really is just a mean old drunk. I'm actually going to stop right here because this is a major hot spot for me, a soap box issue.
I will say this. Teach your children kindness. Teach them to also stand up for themselves. Teach them that it's okay to be different and value their differences, strengths and stop focusing on the negative. The world will give them enough of that all too soon. Teach them to walk away even if it means being alone for a while. It is better to be alone than to walk with idiots.
Stop Bullying campaign...talk to your kids. Maybe read it and take it to heart yourself. http://stompoutbullying.org/
On to a happier topic and memory. How about this...a chocolate chip pound cake with fresh strawberry sauce and chocolate whipped cream!? Dare I? Yes this time!
The strawberry sauce you'll find HERE if you want the recipe. Yes the picture shows just chopped strawberries, I forgot to get a picture of the sauce over the cake, we were in a hurry to eat it. The down side of blogging, pictures MUST be taken first. LOL
Chocolate Whipping Cream
Homemade whipped cream
1 cup heavy whipping cream
1 cup powdered sugar
1 tsp vanilla
1/4 cup baking cocoa powder
Beat until light, fluffy and stiff peaks are formed. If you over whip, you'll end up with something close to butter and the cream will begin to break down and separate.
For the pound cake, I cheated. Yep I purchased a mix and added chocolate chips to it. You can bake your own from scratch. It will take about a dozen eggs but you will be able to control the other ingredients and less processed stuff.
That's it, simple, easy and super delicious.
Now be sure to stop by the other participants and see how they interpreted this theme.
Karen at Baking In A Tornado
Lydia Cluttered Genius : Survive the beach...with kidsRabia from The Lieber Family
Tamara from Part Time Working Hockey Mom