It’s weird which things stick with you from childhood.
Aside from his wife/my sister in law, I remember one of my brother’s girlfriends (to clarify, I have two brothers and I’m only talking about one of them here). I don’t have the necessary recollection to know if I was introduced to them or not. It could be that I never met or heard of any others. My brother’s seven years older. I heard the filtered version of everything until I was a relative adult. I remember specifically one girlfriend, and virtually no identifying details. She’s this vaguely amorphous brunette. I think she was pretty, but I was young. I had no real basis for comparison except for girls my own age. They were entirely different entities. Anyway, as a kid I’d seen enough TV to know that this was my brother’s girlfriend, and I only needed to know one, because she was gonna become a series regular. It’s probably also pertinent to note that I didn’t really watch live action TV until I was a teenager, so it was rarely relationship based. If a character had a romantic partner, that was it. They were together forever. In my mind, my brother was eventually just gonna marry this girl.
In truth, I can’t remember how old I was to be able to reverse engineer my brother’s age. I think this woman has become an amalgam of anyone he ever dated. So maybe it was one of those situations where they just replace an actor with another vaguely similar looking one. It was the 90s, all the female characters were written by men and thus only served to further the male characters’ plotlines. A simpler time. We had pogs. I don’t really remember “her” coming over for family dinners, I’m not sure if we spent much time with her. I seem to remember her being very nice, but I have no idea what “nice” means to a child. She was totally just a blip in the radar that i doubt my brother has thought of in 20+ years. For some reason though, she imprinted. I mean, no hard feelings. I hope however and whoever she is, she’s doing well.
This one won’t age well, but I remember one day thinking about how my mum went to the gym all the time. I didn’t get it. I said to her something along the lines of “Mum, why do you go to the gym all the time? You’re not fat.” And I think she started to cry. Not like an “oh, from the mouths babes” tears of joy cry, but VERY upset. I didn’t get it. My dad was confused and asked me “what did you say?” I repeated myself, entirely baffled at her reaction. Dad wasn’t happy. “That’s a very rude thing to say. Never say that again” he told me. I was like “okay”, still totally bemused. To this day, I have no fucking idea what happened. Did I say something different to what I thought I’d said? Did they just misunderstand me? I legit don’t know why my mum was so upset, and I doubt that I ever will. I’m sure they don’t remember it.
But for some reason I still remember all my childhood friends’ landline numbers.