Self-Deprecating Sunday (1)

I didn’t mention this new feature in my last blog post because I just decided to do this after a telephone conversation with my sister. It started so simply with me asking if she had any photos of me in my ROTC uniform. (She did. Those will come later.) But while rummaging around for those, she found all kinds of other photographic goodies–and by goodies I mean I was a some crazy kind of eye-candy in my teenage years. Candy isn’t the right descriptor. The thing is, I didn’t belong to a group. I sampled nearly all groups. I was at one time or another each of the following: cheerleader, softball player, marching band geek, jazz band geek, ROTC nerd, Jesus freak, theater junkie, student council representative, Cinefile, and to top off all these things I had a bizarre fixation with Mickey Mouse/Disney World that exploded all over my clothing. Oh, and I should mention that my dad taught at my junior high school; he was my social studies teacher and the football/basketball coach. You can imagine the photo humiliation I can impose on myself. And I shall…

I start this self-deprecating Sunday off simply: a photo of the weekend version of myself, when I let my 1991 hair wall down to have a day at Kings Island with my friends and family. What you can’t see are the fluorescent orange Converse All Stars. But the glasses alone are humiliating enough. I bask.

Every aspiring YA author should showcase her teenage years, no?

Jody Sparks

UPDATE: I am submitting this post as part of a contest over on the Anne and May Blog in which they are asking for humiliating photos and stories from High School. Check out their new book, A Little Help From My Friends. (October 11)

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Jody Sparks Mugele spent her first career in marketing writing and leading teams of writers and editors. After her son came out as transgender in 2015, she dedicated herself to advocating for the rights of the LGBTQ+ community. For two years, she led the Indianapolis regional chapter of PFLAG, a nationally renowned LGBTQ+ advocacy group. She has given many conference talks about parenting trans kids, healthcare in the trans community, and suicidality among LGBTQ+ youth. And with GenderNexus, an Indianapolis-based advocacy organization, she created programming and led support groups to work with parents to help their children through all aspects of gender transition. She recently moved to Northeast Georgia where she is excited to develop opportunities to continue to strongly and proudly advocate for LGBTQ+ members of our society. She also LOVES kitschy Christmas crafting!

15 thoughts on “Self-Deprecating Sunday (1)

  1. Alas, you and your hair! It was fun hitting all the old photo albums. Hope they come in handy — and if you have any cooky photos of me, send ’em my way.

  2. those are some very nice glasses. 😉 you’ve got to remember, though, that everyone else was dressing just as stupidly, and everyone thought they looked great! 🙂

  3. Funny I don’t remember your glasses looking so BIG. Going to be fun seeing the pictures that are dug up. My fondest memory of hair was when we curled ALL of it for the Military Ball, I didn’t think we were ever going to get it all done. AHH the good ol’ days 🙂

    1. Jennie, do you still have a yearbook? I’d love to see Military Ball photos. I think there was at least one in the yearbook, which I, of course, did not keep. Twenty lashes me. But, oh boy do I remember us doing my hair for HOURS! You were truly my best friend. I’ll call you tonight to wish you a proper Happy Birthday!

      1. I do still have them boxed up somewhere. I will have to look the next time we are in the attic which is going to be this week probably. Your lucky day!! I’ll let you know.

  4. I think I hear Sally Jesse Raphael saying, “Damn it, why didn’t I listen to my PR people when they suggested the blue frames instead of the red. This girl was ahead of the curve.”

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