My house. My Rules.

It surprises me that anyone who came over to spend the night at my house once would ever come back a second time. I liked people coming to my house because I could be in charge. There were a lot of mandatory activities that took place when someone spent the night with me. If you ever visited my house during the 90's , you know that I ate outrageous amounts of Velveeta cheese dip. I loved it so much that I wanted everyone to love it. Depending on the era, I also had mandatory activities planned. Here are a few of the different activities:

• School- Let's play school, but I am going to be the teacher, and the only one who can write on the make shift overhead projector.
• Barbies- Let's play barbies, but you have to be Ken, and you have to push me down the spiral stair case (or wreck my Ferrari) so that I can make toilet paper casts to put on all my limbs.
• Rollerblading- Let's roller blade in my garage to some audio tape of my choice. Oh you think it is either too hot or to cold in the garage? Tough!! Suit up.
• Hanson videos- Let's watch this VHS I have recorded all Hanson's TV appearances on. That will be fun.
• Record our own videos- Let's make videos. I will write, direct, star, and you can co-star and say what I tell you to.

I wasn't always super eager to spend the night with anyone. I knew that I would be in their domain. They may not have Velveeta. There were a few places that stick out in my mind of places I felt comfortable:

• P&D's house spending the night with their daughter J. It was always a good time. I liked the floor plan of their house. It made for a nice stay. They also had a mysterious cat that made me feel like I should sleep with one eye open.
• There was my best friend's house. She had a cool room because it attached to the garage that was converted into a small room. She had more VHS tapes than I had ever seen in my life. She also gave good back rubs. She also had the smallest/scariest dog I've ever known.
• There was my aunt's house. It was super fun. She would pick me and my sister up in her old school bronco. We would go to the store and pick out all the junk food we could dream of. We would go straight for the frozen snicker bars, Cheetos, etc. etc. I remember literally leaving her house one time throwing up because I had eaten so many tater tots.
• There was some family friends' house. J&D's house was the homiest place I'd ever been. To this day I think it is probably the homiest house there is. There was just something about it that made you want to curl up on the couch and drink hot cocoa. I would spend the night there when my parents needed me to go away for the night for sanity purposes.

There were other friends' houses I enjoyed too. I was always the person that always tried to get people to come to my house first. If all else failed, I would pack my bags and go.