Last week Katie S. e-mailed me a truly outrageous story of glamor and glitter, fashion and fame.
It was about her sixth birthday party.
"I don't remember much from the party, other than it was 1987 and my first "kid party," with all the kids from the neighborhood invited to play games like drop the clothespin, pin the tail on the donkey, etc. - but I do remember walking into the kitchen as my mom and aunt surveyed the birthday cake they'd just picked up from the local bakery."
At this point Katie tells me she heard words from her mother and aunt that her little 6-year-old brain couldn't quite comprehend.
Which is perfectly understandable, once you realize that Katie's mom asked for the 80s cartoon pop star JEM:
"Jem is my name, no one else is the same...JEM!!"
And got Beavis being attacked by a small purple Yeti:
To give this an audial analogy, that's kind of like expecting this:
And getting this:
(I dare you to watch the whole thing without crying.)
Oh, and did you notice that I managed to find the exact napkin design from Katie's party? Did you? I AM GOOD, y'all.