I was late for work today. And it wasn't for the usual reasons. We were dressed, bags packed, hair combed - and I could not leave the house.
It was Donny Osmond's fault.
He was on Oprah and I could not tear myself away.
This is my moment of truth: I love Donny Osmond. I do. Ever since I was 5 and he ice skated into my living room on Friday nights. I had the Donny doll and the purple socks. I practiced roller skating in my California driveway, singing I'm a Little Bit Country, I'm a little bit Rock and Roll. I saw Joseph 4 times. I still listen to Soldier of Love on my i-pod.
I've heard rumors of a reunion tour - I hope it's true. Now all they have to do is bring that one BeeGee back from the dead, turn Michael Jackson back into an 8-year old, reunite New Kids on the Block and I could live happily ever after.
I do not admit to my Donny obsession very often. Just a few people know. And nobody knows this part: The real reason I love Donny Osmond is because when I was 5, mama and I would sit on the couch with Suisse Mocha coffee and cinnamon toast. We would pull the purple afghan up to our chins, and we would watch Donny and Marie. And those times when mama held me close to her - those are the last hugs I remember.
1 comment:
I think that is such a special and beautiful memory of you and your mom on the couch, watching the Donny Osmond. And of course the comfort food and the hugs...it must have felt like the safest place in the world. It is not wonder that you associate Donny Osmond with that time in your life. What a special connection you have. Truthfully, I like him too! I loved him in Joseph, my girls did the show Joseph every year for 4 years, so we were always watching him on the DVD. I would have loved to see him live. I have seen him on a bunch of other shows too, and just think he is a really nice guy. I missed the Oprah show, but heard it was amazing. I thought they might cancel it due to the death of his father. However, I am glad that he went on. He is a pretty caring man, and is so devoted to his family.
I love your story of how it all began with you, purple afgan and all. Your writing is so beautiful, so compelling and full of details. I am so glad I found your blog, and I glad that you don't mind my comments.
XOXO
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