A long long time ago…In a galaxy far far away
I was a little girl, and I loved to watch The Brady Bunch.
Because I am the youngest of 3 girls ( I have 2 little brothers too) I always imagined that I was Cindy Brady.
She was so cute with her little pig tails, and her Kitty Karry-all doll (remember her?) She never got into trouble. That was me!
When I got a little older I could relate a little better with Jan Brady.
The goofy middle child that never got any attention because of her older sister Marcia. MARCIA (say it like Seinfeld says, “Newman”) I even had the long blonde hair. To this very day I still can’t stand the chick that played Marcia. (Blows a raspberry with tongue!)
Happily, I have grown up, and I dont’ have time for such nonsence.
Why, I would never spen hours trying to compare myself to someone on TV? So silly!
I wouldn’t Be Kate + 8.
That is some bad hair right there! I know that I wouldn’t have survived 6 kids that were all the same age, and I would have murdered John early in season one because of that stupid look he has on his face all of the time.
I thoughtfully considered being Mrs. Partridge.
She has stylin’ clothes, funky kids,
and the worlds most AWESOME van.
But…she also had Mr. Kincade. EW!
So, of course, I would be Mrs. Brady.
Carol was the height of fashion.
She had 6 kids but she also had Alice to do the cooking, the cleaning, and to say all of the funny lines. Carol got to go to the amusement park, and Hawaii.