<p>Fell off the ladder & wagon the other day, without too much affect on head and pancreas. Just finished the updated FAFSA for 2005 year so that we and the government knows that our EFC is 100%+. But now we are eligible for PLUS and unsubs. Stafford. Can't wait to hassle with CMU's finaid office again. Stopped by a liquor store to see if I can afford single malt whiskey. </p>
<p>oh well. just pass me the Monarch, and the bucket, neat. </p>
<p>the girl that I sometime dated in HS (39 years ago), (me 16; she 13, skipped 2 grades ) googled her, found her, now pH.d in education. Incomprehensible study paper. </p>
<p>I normally start with a single shot and then go directly to the bottle. Never did like margies-too slow.</p>
<p>I like your slushy watermellon vodka drink SB...have been eating watermellon, blueberries and strawberries like mad the last few weeks as I am so SICK of apples and bananas (wait! didn't Raffi used to sing about "liking to eat, eat, eat apples and bananas...?") so I'll hit up Hal behind the bar to whir me up mellon slush in the blender....</p>
<p>But now I am fixating on Raffi and Baby Beluga....gosh, such thoughts fly me back nearly fifteen years to little girls in dresses with sashes, curls and barettes, smocking, and dancing together til we dropped. I'm growing maudlin - homesick for my D's childhood - and am about to weep into my drink...oh no. It really does fly by too fast some days.</p>
:eek: What's behind door number three? I'm with jmmom, the only way I'll play is if I can be Oscar, the romantic poolboy turned step-gramps.</p>
<p>Oh, yeah. Down here we get the melon real cold, ice-box cold, slice it length ways, cut out the heart , fill the resulting hole with chilled vodka, and then float melon balls in the "vodka boat". God, we were drunks. That really is over the top, isn't it? My wife would also do it as a melon "basket" instead of boat for variety. The vodka remained the constant.</p>
<p>writes on faux oak table top:
She didn't look or act 13. I was a gentleman at all times. They were casual dates and often doubles dates or more. </p>
<p>So far no older girl has corrupted my son (who skiipped and associated with older kids). Wish it however. </p>
<p>Best way to remove the aftertaste of whiskey, More of it.
Here's to young women and quiet wives.</p>
<p>Do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie 'em in a knot? Can you tie 'em in a bow? Can you throw them over your shoulder
like a Continental Soldier?</p>
<p>Did you ever see a llama, wearing his pajamas, down-by</a> the Bay? (see #2 under "Listen to Samples")</p>
<p>And now, our family favorite...</p>
<p>Oh, mister sun, sun, mister</a> golden sun, please shine down on me. (see #18 under "Listen to Samples")</p>
<p>"Singable</a> Songs for the Very Young" was completely played-out on my car's cassette player over the course of about two years. The things we do for our kids... (and I think I can STILL sing every single one of them, start to finish). Three cheers for Raffi!</p>
<p>Do you remember back when we still had tapes? That must have been ten years ago! How come all of you can remember words from songs on tapes (or records from the prehistoric times!), but you are always complaining about your memory loss? Selective memory? All that I remember is something like "Baby Balooga" (sp?). Does anyone remember the words to that one? The only ones from this thread that I recognize are BINGO and the ears hanging low one.</p>
<p>Anyway, goodbye Poolside Chatter, Barside, Parent's mosh pit, Old Folk's Home, Been there, done that, The Parent chat, The senior moment, The midlife crisis lodge, Noah's AARP (We do have two of everything, but we're too old to remember why), gray pride, Because I said so!, Much Ado About Nothing, Yakkity Yak for Yuppies, Big Blab for (Obsessive) Boomers, 24/7 Conversations for the Chronically Competitive, The Backslappers breather, and the Nursinghome.* I will be leaving for camp tomorrow, and I might not get another chance to say goodbye to my "family" again before I leave. Nobody is allowed to have any fun without me, and I am putting AriesAthena in charge of giving gmjm (grandmother jm) her meds and making sure that TheDad does not bring the two of everything discussion to this thread!</p>
<p>*from "A Unique Name For 'The Parents Cafe'"</p>
<p>Yemaya. It's Baby Beluga (sp). And why do we remember. Two reasons. One cerebral, one spiritual. First, short term memory has been shown empirically to decrease as one ages. Many people in old age homes who cannot remember what they just ate can tell you in detail about a meal they had 30 years ago. </p>
<p>And. We remember those songs because we love you. We remember those songs because when you were 14 months old you loved them. We remember those songs as we will always remember the chubby cheeks you had, the curls, the bellybutton.</p>
<p>Motherhood is a far more passionate experience than our children know. Good thing, huh?</p>
<p>Anyone remember "Brusha, brusha, brusha, new impana toothpaste....?" Actually music creates links into long term memory. Learn it with song and you will learn it forever.</p>
<p>Have a wonderul time at camp. We'll still be here changing over to more tropical drinks for the summer. SO we'll raise our glasses (me, I'll put my glasses on so I can see) and send this one to you...</p>
<p> *Baby Beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and you swim so free.
Heaven above, and the sea below,
And a little white whale on the go. *</p>
<p>We've moved from Brickhouse to Torch songs to sing-a-longs.</p>
<p>Those sing-a-longs bring back such great memories. We remember when you improvised and put your own words to the music. Some times you were not able to pronounce the words, and when you lost your 2 front teeth came out we did not know what exactly we were going to hear. But these were some of the best memories of our lives.</p>
<p>It's just like the book that still puts on on the verge of tears</p>
<p>I'll love you forever
I'll like you for always
as long as I'm living
My baby you'll be</p>
<p>I still catch myself singing Baby Beluga. And My Grandfather's Clock always made me tear up. We had that one 2 different tapes, so it came on frequently. </p>
<p>'Chicka-Chicka Boom-Boom' and 'Marvin K. Mooney, Will You Please Go Now?' were read 5 million times. My husband would lose patience with the songs on long road trips and always wanted to read a different book. He even bought new books to get away from those 2. It didn't work. </p>
<p>I dug my little golden books out of my parent's attic to read to my boys. Two that we all liked were The Poky Little Puppy and The Color Kittens. Good stuff.</p>