I was a rowdy, get dirty, tackle all those "for boys" adventures and tasks as a girl and I want to be Julia Sugarbaker when I grow up!

Well, considering that I only wore shoes if someone made me, and I climbed trees until I was in high school (including falling out once in 2nd grade and breaking my arm), I'd say I was in the rowdy category. :)

I still can't be bothered to spend more than about 10 minutes putting on makeup and fixing my hair.

Donna

Well, I was painfully shy, so I was more likely to stand-around, but I grew up with brothers in a neighborhood of boys so I was more of a rowdy girl because despite my cute dresses I preferred playing dodgeball and climbing on the monkey bars.

In college, for some reason two of my good friends were pageant girls. They taught me how to apply makeup, but I had 8:00 classes so it didn't stick to my routine lol.

Where are you watching Designing Women? Great show!

Donna, me too! Then and now. I always had more jeans and flannel shirts than sundresses.

bpath, I'm watching clips on youtube. I searched for Designing Women Rowdy Girls, which was the name of the episode but didn't find the exact clip. I got sucked into watching many others.

My neighborhood had an equal amount of boys and girls, but it was the boys I hung around with the most. Mom took a picture of the boys laying on their stomachs in a circle in the grass, and guess who is wedged in there too? :)

I was a total tomboy from Day #1. Ran, swam, biked for miles, played neighborhood sports, etc. My dad was a bank vice president and total gentleman, but my mom’s grandfather and father had both been boxers in their younger, single days. And, as a result, they taught me how to defend myself, if ever necessary, starting at a young age (LOL!). And, yes, it came in handy on two occasions when I was still single, and I had to “deck” (use an uppercut punch to the jaw) guys who drank too much and thought to get a little too touchy or rough. Knocked them right off their feet, one into a pool. Anyhoo, I was the girl who’d pick up and rescue bugs, snakes, etc. I still do, so I guess that makes me a Rowdy Girl and proud of it.

Because I had severe endometriosis ( and two surgeries for it) before I married DH, I was told I’d probably never be able to conceive. My dream had always been to be a mom. A fun one, but a good one, too. We adopted DS and I/we raised him to be a strong, thoughtful, good man. And he is. DD was my one and only pregnancy nine years later. I swore that I was going to raise her to be a strong, smart, kind woman who would never be somebody’s doormat , and a tomboy, too! And I (we) did. At just 25 y/o and getting ready to receive her Masters next week, I’m proud to say that my girl is definitely a Rowdy Woman, as well! Look out World!

As a child growing up, I never wanted to get dirty, and I had different clothes that I would wear when I would go outdoors, especially if forced to go to the barn (as I grew up on a farm). If I had to go to the barn, I would change clothes immediately after coming back into the house and take a bath.

I became somewhat different after moving away and going to university, but I was a bit shy when I first moved to Houston, as it was so much different from life on the farm. As a child, I would also carry parasols when I went outside (if it was sunny, which it was most of the time) so that I would not get freckles. When I was eight, I was forbidden by my parents to carry parasols any more, without giving me a good reason, but my dermatologist told me that I had the right idea.

Oakley, DD just flew to OKC this morning for one of her sorority sister’s wedding. She is so happy to be “back home” again at beautiful OU and Norman with all her old girlfriends. I don’t blame her, I miss Oklahoma a lot, too!