80’s – I’m ready to pogo bounce

I’m a huge 80’s fan.

I was a teenager when all the John Hughes “Brat Pack” movies were the rage.  I loved Molly Ringwald, Judd Nelson, Emilo Estevez, Anthony Michael Hall, Ally Sheedy, Andrew McCarthy, James Spader…etc.

Also, during this time, I loved the 80’s New Wave, punk, ska, reggae music.  Around this time, English Beat had a hit with Mirror in the Bathroom.  It was one of my favorites.  Sadly, I was too young to attend concerts and see all these great bands during their peak days.  However, now that we have the Jack FM concert (that combines all different genres of 80/90s bands) and the Fair grounds that like to “flash back,” I’ve been able to see some of my favorites from youth.

I was so excited to have seen Joan Jett, Adam Ant and lead singer of Bow Wow Wow, Psychedelic Furs, Stray Cats, B52s, Huey Lewis and the News.  So many bands that still sound fantastic.  (even if they can’t hit the same ranges they used to)

With that said, one band I’ve never seen is the English Beat, or simply, The Beat.  The O.C. Fairgrounds, Pacific Amphitheater, has their summer concert series.  UB40, English Beat, and Bob Marley’s grandson are playing today!  And we got tickets!  I’m going to be in a relaxed mood here in just a few short hours!

Great thing about Sunday concerts at the fair, they begin at 6pm.  That’s good, because we older folk, we want to get to bed in a reasonable hour.  (hahahah)  Especially, if we were (or attempted) pogo dancing.

Are you a good friend?

WH Poster

Our best family friend, the husband is from Nova Scotia.  His dad still lives there.  Every other year, my bestie takes her (2) girls and goes and visits grandma and grandpa in Canada, while her husband remains here to work.  This was the year they left… for 6 WEEKS!

That’s almost all of the summer.  Our kids are used to seeing each other just about every single day.

So the day finally arrived, I suggested making a poster to welcome them back home.  “But mom, I don’t know how to draw and make our letters big on that roll of poster paper.”

Oh, silly child.  That’s what the computer is for…I will design some letters, print out, you both color, cut out the letter, and we’ll glue to the poster paper!  We did all this work, the attention to detail, marvelous!  We drove to their house, the dad let us in, we hung it…he left to LAX to pick the girls up…

…and I forgot to take a photo of our hard work to record that memory.  Luckily, my friend posted it on Facebook the following morning.  Because you see…

…The majority of the year, I’m not necessarily the best-est best friend a person could have, but this instant, damn it – I am!  We rocked it!  And  I needed that evidence to show just how awesome of a friend we are, even if it’s only 1 day of the year.  (but who’s tracking that?)

See…don’t you want to be our friend?  By the way, we got a concert to go to this weekend, can you watch our kids?

 

Power Powder

Coach told the kids, the trick to a tight swim cap is to “sprinkle” a little baby powder inside the cap so it doesn’t stick to itself and is easier to slide on your head.

One day, our 10-year-old daughter was really struggling with her cap and had it partially on her head, and eventually requested my help to pull it down further.  As I was pulling, my fingers slipped off the cap because powder residue had made it to the outside, and a piece of the cap tore OFF. When that happened, the cap snapped back onto her head and a big POOF of powder went into the air. (huh?)

She looked in HORROR at the teeniest, tiniest piece of plastic in my hand, screeched, and ripped the cap off her head and threw it on the ground. Chunks of powder fell to the patio – what the heck?  Looking at her, I couldn’t help but laugh, enraging her further,  as there were clumps of baby powder stuck to her curly hair. In her struggles, she had kept adding more powder to the cap thinking it would help.  I explained to her that only a little bit was sufficient. I suspect the entire mini travel bottle was used, but she insisted only a little was sprinkled.  Then why do you look like George Washington, honey?

 

Persuasive Argument?

Mustang rental - kidsA couple posts ago, I blogged about my husband being stuck out of town due to Southwest Airlines not having crews in place, and pilots to fly the planes.  After having his flight canceled twice, two consecutive days…he didn’t want to chance a third night, so he decided to drive home.  Of course,  at 9PM, the car rental place had limited cars, two, to be precise.  His options were a truck or a shiny, red mustang, for just $10.00 more.  I’m sure that was a tough choice there.

He drove from Sacramento to Orange County and had a great time.  He took a picture and posted to Facebook joking that the speedometer goes to 160 mph and he only got to 120.  (oh, boys…)

So, before returning the car the following day, he took me and the kids for a fun ride.  As we were exiting the vehicle, my hubby longingly looked at what I deemed a “ticket-waiting-to-happen,” and I told him to quickly return it because we don’t want anyone to ding it.  No damage before we can safely get it back on the lot.

It just so happens that my husband needs a new company car, something practical, that he can take customers out to lunch.  I could see the gears turning in his head.

Husband:  “That sure is a nice ride.”

Me: “Don’t get any ideas about having that as your next car, we have to pay for sports.” 

Husband, and 12-year-old son: “Yeah, sports…CAR.”

Husband: “It’s called a sports car, because after you buy that, you can no longer afford to pay for kids’ sports.”

My son: “Yeah, we don’t need to play sports when we have that.”

Wait. What? That is NOT logical. Let me answer that with a Hall and Oats tune.

Shake your Groove Thang

Woman wiggle butt

Both kids were up watching TV early Saturday morning. I decided to pull my 12-year-old son’s signature move. I ran and jumped in front of the TV (blocking their view) and shook my booty at them…all around… in a little dance. And I tossed my head back and laughed manically while doing it.

My 10- year old daughter was ticked off and yelled out,

“MOM!”

My son covered and rubbed his eyes,

“Ah, come on, I just woke up.”

I laughed even more. That was kinda fun. I can see why he does it to simply annoy his sister. (yeah, I don’t get out much these days)

Million Miles Away – A to Z Challenge

Letter M of A to Z challenge

The only “M” word that immediately popped into my head, was this 80’s tune that I just loved!  A Million Miles away, by The Plimsouls, was featured in one of my favorite 80’s flicks, Valley Girl. (1983)  It had Nicholas Cage before he was “known.”  And I was just 12 years old.

Anyway, KROQ (Southern California radio station, known for alternative/new wave music) blasted them all the time.  I think they were one of my first tape cassettes I bought, yeah, if you remember those.  (Before CDs and the internet.)  I immediately liked other songs of theirs.  MTV provides a great biography, how Rodney Bingenheimer (KROQ DJ on late at night called “Rodney on the Roq”) was known for playing unknown bands and having them discovered.  I believe he was the first to play the Plimsouls.  In 2007, he got a Hollywood Star and is almost 70 years old.  Rodney is still on between 12AM – 3AM

Actually, this video held up well over the years.  It’s funny to watch and immediately see things from the 80’s – they are on a bus and there’s a Flash Dance movie poster on the marquee.  The crazy hair dos at the party.  It makes me miss that time, and I wish I had been a little older when all these bands were really coming on the scene, as I would have loved to have gone to their concerts.  The Plimsouls were getting their start in the late 70’s, from Paramount, California.  I believe they formed in 1978.  By 1980, people already knew who they were.  1983, they were all over the radio.

 

Lucky Charms, Cat food, and green poop – A to Z Challenge

Letter L of A to Z challenge

Lucky Charms.  Are you certain it’s cereal?  Because the non-marshmallow pieces certainly look like cat food, with a sugar coating?  Just sayin’.

Here Kitty, Kitty. Meow-liciious

Normally, we don’t buy this cereal, but I thought it would be fun.  The thought about the cat food only hit as I was picking up pieces off the floor as my 12 year old son and 10 year old daughter polished off an entire box within a day and 1/2.

Well, except a tiny, itty bitty amount left that I ate… my son came strolling out of his room 30 minutes later, after his first bowl, and had a complete hissy-fit because the remaining tiny portion was gone.  Immediately, he charged his sister’s room to go yell at her.

Just before stopping him to admit my guilt,  the tiny Lucky Charms Leprechaun popped on my shoulder and in his Irish accent said,

What?

 “Oh, my stars!  Quick!  Blame it on the Trix Rabbit!”

But I fessed-up anyway:

“Dude, I ate it.  It was a tiny amount left and I wanted to throw out the box.”

OMG – MOMMMMMMMMM!  He marched into his room and slammed the door.

That was how I was able to compare my day to my husband’s.  Just to put it ALL into perspective for him.  At least, he didn’t have to deal with a Charms war.  Oh, and if you eat too much, it turns your poop GREEN.  Don’t ask me how I know that, not from experience or anything.