Cinnamon, Queen of the Interwebz

morninggloria:

My parents would never let me go on field trips to Wild Mountain or Trollhaugen, the only nearby ski hills.  They’d disdainfully sneer that skiing is for “prep school types,” which is funny, because I don’t think that either of them really knew any “prep school types.”  My dad grew up in Frederic and my mom 45 minutes away, in Shell Lake.  They both went to University of Wisconsin branch campuses and they’ve lived in Frederic since they’ve been married.

They also never let us golf, play tennis, or sail, even if our friends invited us.  Because “rich people” do that stuff.

Disliking this vague stereotypical conception of what “rich people” are (based on, I assume, Uncle Pennybags from Monopoly) is the Official Sport of my family.

 LOL my fam is not “prep school types” I went skiing at those places, with my mom’s ski’s from the 70’s, because it was to expensive to rent them. Also I took tennis lessons through Parks & Rec with my mom’s 70’s tennis racket. Hand-me-down-high-class FTW!

(also that tennis racket rocks, it looks like a badminton racket only it’s bigger and chrome)