<p>OMG, jmmom. What an awesome golf day for you! Congrats.</p>
<p>As for 50 being the new 20, that must mean 20 is the new 2--which is why college students are pooing and peeing in their dorms?</p>
<p>Uh...I'll stick with my wrinx and $150 hair job. It's taken too many years to get these boys to 20. If they drop down to 2, I'll have to medicate myself.</p>
<p>Cheers....you have me cracking up! I truly was thinking of two year olds the more and more I kept reading about pooing and peeing in all the wrong places on that other thread!</p>
<p>JmMom....congrats on the golf! Snow is on its way here.....I'm not a golfer but am actually flying to Palm Springs tomorrow and will be staying right on a course. I'll think of you....back here....with the snow.</p>
<p>Just stopping in for a morning picker-upper: have finished Leg One of the Great East Coast College Tour With TJFH, and having watching Himself happily bouncing around on a tour and exclaiming to me afterwards, "I could really see myself here!" I have to say that I am optimistic. And anything that gets him to improve/maintain a non-toilet GPA for the rest of the year is A Good Thing.</p>
<p>Now I get to go rent a car in Boston and drive through snow for the next two days. Good thing I grew up in the northeast and know what I'm doing, eh? </p>
<p>Touring colleges in the snow... hmm, that'll be a new one. Have any hot toddy behind the bar there? </p>
<p>(Hope to check back in from the next hotel: keep things hoppin'!)</p>
<p>Happy college touring....</p>
<p>As far as these wannabe 2-year-olds go, they need to be doing the cleaning up and then send em packing. That would put a stop to it pretty fast.</p>
<p>Jmmom, DAY-UM! Now, that's what I call a good day! :) Send around the QE 2, my dear, and I'll be happy to join you for another round. We're having a bit of rain in the Bay Area. :p</p>
<p>Update on Sluggarina's AMSA Conference in Chicago last week...</p>
<p>I was rubbing the hair on my good luck troll hoping that Sluggarina would meet that dreamy U of Chicago grad student with the chivalrous umbrella action (courtesy of SBMom's fertile imagination).</p>
<p>Close, but no banana. Things were looking up when she made friends with a Computer Sci/Pre-Med from CAL who is taking a year off to work on his comp sci start-up idea and contemplate going to med school. I thought the stars were aligning to form a new constellation of a heart and an arrow following reports that they had gone to dinner twice and spent a day shopping on the Miracle Mile. But, nooooo. He has a GIRLFRIEND. ::::thwerrrrppppp:::: (<--my tongue). </p>
<p>A cutie-pie intern from Penn hit on her more than once, and like the shining example of motherdom that I AM, I advised her to go for it. These things happen at conventions! No one would ever know. :p</p>
<p>I'm going to have to go to a specialist and have the FBIL's surgically removed from my a%!</p>
<p>S2 will try out for Amadeus. He's way down the line of talented actors in his boys' school, but the director announced that Amadeus must demonstrate chemistry with his 'wife'. </p>
<p>Alrighty then, Mr Never-Met-a-Female-He-Didn't-Love, is back in the game. </p>
<p>When cheersjunior was a toddler, cheers took him to the bookstore. As cheers waited in the long checkout line, junior sat on one hip while cheers embraced twenty books in the other arm; ie no free arm. </p>
<p>Without warning, cheersjunior began to vigorously massage certain mammary glands. Then, because he could speak full sentences at 2, he shouted loudly: "I LUV breast-ez! I LUV breast-ez!" It was quite the raised eyebrow scene at the busy bookstore.</p>
<p>(disclaimer: cheers did not breastfeed junior for five years. He got the standard four months, then zippo ;)).</p>
<p>Okay, mudge-a-lina has a full ride to Rhodes (on top of all the other great doings for her); calD got the Hallejujah fat envelope and package from Barnard, so what are we going to do with the chicken bucket collection? We don't really want to spruce the place up, right?</p>
<p>Should be put it toward a muzzle for cheersjunior ^^? ;) No, wait, he grew up and probably doesn't shout out about breast-ez anymore. </p>
<p>Shall we start soliciting essays on Why The Chicken Bucket Proceeds Should Go to Me and Mine? How much is in there anyway? Do we have a Treasurer?</p>
<p>Now I really need a drink. My daughter just joined CC. She's going to find all my posts about her... aaaugh!!! I shall be mortified..... especially when she discovers my Barnard love-fest (I wanna bumper sticker!)</p>
<p>(Then again, for anyone interested in how the girl pulled off the U.Chicago admissions, she has posted essay highlights over in the U.Chicago thread where all the kids are posting their essays. A virtual beer for whoever correctly guesses which ones are hers).</p>
<p>calmom--hohohohoho-- the University of Chicago is funnier than you think! </p>
<p>You gave it away earlier on, so I think it is pretty easy to guess which one is hers! </p>
<p>Anyway, here's a toast to your funny daughter! And to Barnard! And to FUN!</p>
<p>Wanna know what's funny? We went to a Bob Dylan concert in Stockton last night. H turned 50, and is a big fan, so we thought we'd celebrate by going to our second concert ever. WHOOPIE! (He went to a Doobie Brothers concert in Sioux Falls, SD back in the 70's. I went to a Chicago concert in Brookings, SD, in the 70's, with members of the school chorus and the choir director. That's it.) Well, we are both UChicago grads, so I guess that explains that. </p>
<p>Anyway, a lot of gray hairs there at the concert in Stockton. Pretty tame concert--okay by me! Bob Dylan. Well it's a good thing his career was not built on his singing ability! He can only sing two notes anymore. I think he used to sing at least four or five!</p>
<p>Cheers--that "chemistry" thing is totally happening in the musical my daughter is in--in MIDDLE SCHOOL! The leading man gave her a Valentine (she's the leading lady) on Valentine's Day. I have noticed that during rehearsals she blushes every time he comes near her! She's 12. :eek: He's 13! :eek: :eek:</p>
<p>Chemistry.... check! LOL cheers & mstee.</p>
<p>I came home the other day to see my two DSs happily playing cards together. So nice when DS 14.5 and DS 8 are actually getting along... a heart-warming scene in front of the fireplace on a rainy day... Mother beams with contentment over her charming, lovely children. A real Saturday Evening Post moment for me.</p>
<p>Cut to: today, when DS 8 wants to play cards with me. I appear downstairs and there is a sign in our family room "(DS's name)'s Casino: Poker Parlor." The table is all laid out with mini tangerines for chips.</p>
<p>Yes, that's right, DS14.5 had taught DS8 Texas Hold Em. Complete with betting. </p>
<p>When I suggested that we just play without betting, DS8 said, exasperated, like talking to the village idiot-- "Mom, there's no point in playing unless you bet!" :eek:!</p>
<p>Asking DS 14.5 about it later, he was so excited: "Mom, yeah! Can you believe he learned the game and the betting too? That's pretty hard for a little kid, huh?!" :D</p>
<p>Speaking of breast-ez, a few months back same DS 14.5 had put dozens of Sports Illustrated swimsuit pics all over the walls of the room they both share... I made him take down the ones where there were no official tops on, just strategically placed arms... </p>
<p>I guess poker was a logical next step... Maybe for his 9th birthday we'll all go to Vegas and smoke cigars!</p>
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<p>I guess we could use it to make a dent in the bar tab. Not</p>
<p>Hey did someone just fall off their barstool in laughter?</p>
<p>Calmom, </p>
<p>Now that D is a poster, you don't think she'll slip over here to find what really goes on in here especially now that we are a bunch of 20 year olds?</p>
<p>Sybbie, I'm hoping that DD will find the 180 pages of Sinners Alley posts a little too daunting to wade through, but I know she has already read some of my posts. But she seems to have gravitated to the relevant college threads -- she contributed an addition to the rant about financial aid over in NYU-land, and created her own choices thread, Barnard vs. NYU Gallatin? </p>
<p>SBMom, when my daughter was 6 or so she went to after-school day care where there was an older gentleman on staff whom she liked to spend time with, playing poker. But he pulled me aside one time to tell me that there was a little bit of a problem: "she cheats!" I told him that I was well aware that my kid was a card shark - she had a nasty habit of palming cards when she dealt - and I told him that he would just have to keep a sharp eye out if he continued playing with her.</p>
<p>How could anyone wade through these pages and understand much?!? It would be a wild ride through the hearts of the now "20 somethings" residing around the bar and at the tables over yonder.</p>
<p>You know, today, I got the best birthday present ever, a tad late but nevermind, from my son. He was never good about it in the past, but there the package was in the mailbox today. He knew exactly what I wanted. That made my day.</p>
<p>Speaking of cards, anyone for a game of canasta?</p>
<p>Happy brithday to you overseas. The great thing about SA is that we truly have no concept of time, so it can be your birthday for as long as you want it to be. Just keep Slugg way from those shiny sparkly things as she may want to whip out some duct tape and improvise.</p>
<p>Another round and a toast to you. wishing you many many more. My don't you just look fabulous for 21 :D</p>
<p>I think while 50 is the new 20, we should atleast strive to maintain the legal drinking age. For all of the things we could be thrown out of SA for (and Slugg, SB and I have done a lot of those things) we don't want to be tossed out for underage drinking.</p>
<p>No you are right, so I will just have to raise my Shirley Temple to our 365 days of birthdays starting today! ;) You can put presents and cards over on the Birthday tree, see it, over in the corner.</p>
<p>:) Happy Birthday to You!
:) Happy Birthday to You!
:) Happy Birth-day, Dear Oversee--ze!
:) Happy Birthday to YOUUU-UUU!
:) ...and Many Moooooorre!</p>
<p>:::::throwing a handful of glitter confetti in the air:::: </p>
<p>I have constructed a crown and a scepter made out of orange fluorescent duct tape for you, Overseas. Today, you are the Queen of The Tangerine Booth. All Hail, Queen-O! </p>
<p>Barkeep, can we get a basket of Cheetos over here for Her Majesty and a six-pack of Orange Crush? :p</p>
<p>sluggbugg--I worry about you. Slugs and duct tape are a dangerous combo. Be careful!</p>
<p>My Goodness, it matches my pink jacket. Thank you! Cheetos! Yum, my precious. I'll just be in the corner with the hedgehogs and all those nice other furry critters. I need a few bowls for the orange juice. And some straws.......</p>