I knew I was adopted essentially as far back as I can remember.
At one point in my life I had some confusion about how people acquire their last names, this also coincided with a brief love of all music by Olivia Newton-John.
We won't even touch on the movie Xanadu because I could have watched it for hours on the BETA tape when my parents finally rented it for me and alllowed me to pretty much commandeer the TV in the basement for 2 hours...
I did however check out ONJ Albums (vinyl) from the library and I would sit in my moms makeshift basement office with the headphones on listening over and over...
(yes mom I did this instead of my 3rd grade homework)
I digress...
Back to the name thing.
Like I said, I had some confusion on where last names come from and how we get them...
So much so that in my imagination, because we shared the same last name, Olivia Newton-John must have been my birth mother and was busy with her recording career so she had to give me to my mom because it was what was best for me.
not too shabby.
Recipe coming later today...
p.s.
I still love ONJ's music. In fact I was dancing around to it last night, which is probably what brought this memory to light.
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