<p>doddsmom - I look forward to a photo link of the "wadded-suit" senior portrait. Sometimes I think their preparations are in inverse proportion to our alert systems forewarning them of the need for preparation. However, we can't possibly shirk that responsibility :p.</p>
<p>Yes, a stiff morning drink is in order for you. Bloody Mary for your blood morning.</p>
<p>doddsmom, I can relate. DS had an 8th grade graduation and due to scheduling issues I had DD drive him there and I met them. I had given nearly identical instructions to your pre-photo directive-- find your clothes, belt, jacket etc.</p>
<p>Imagine my horror when DS was wearing: wrinkled chinos, SNEAKERS, dress shirt untucked, with sleeves too long. He looked like a scarecrow. By the time I discovered this collossal dressing failure, I was in the audience watching them march in. Turned to DD and said, "you let him dress like that?!" DD, all innocent: "What?! You asked me to drive him, not DRESS him!"</p>
<p>My only consolation was that for some reason even the "well dressed" boys looked awful. The middle school years must not be much of a clothing market-- nearly everything fit the kids poorly!-- either kids' stuff that's way too small or juvenile, or men's stuff that's immense.</p>
<p>Of course, the girls looked like they were ready to accept Emmys.</p>
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Nice morning chuckle, SBmom. Thanks.</p>
<p>It's definitely mornings like yesterday that make me shake my head and wonder what we did wrong. How is it possible that our bright, articulate, son can't remember and follow simple directions? Jeezzz....I worry about that kid. College....off on his own....his parents in another country.... </p>
<p>DS assured me that he would be fine going to college and that he would do well on his own, if only to spite us. Well, I am all for that.</p>
<p>A house hold of contrasts-on the other hand, DD, a freshman, has pictures today. She came downstairs dressed appropriately (we did have a bit of a set to when we told her she couldn't wear her Led Zepplin or any other band/concert t-shirt for her school picture). I complimented her on how nice she looked. She turned to me with a sneer and said, "I know it's picture day, I'm not a moron like (insert her brother's name here), I can follow directions." I had to walk out of the room. I didn't know if I was going to laugh or fuss at her for calling her brother a moron. Ain't it great being a parent!?</p>
<p>doddsmom - if your DD is unattached, she might be interested in a look-see at my DS of the Led Zeppelin baseball cap and "John Bonham is God" t-shirt fame :D</p>
<p>jmmom-DD is unattached. Your DS sounds like a match. She would love the "John Bonham is God" t-shirt. She is a huge classic rock fan. She is a guitar player, and is very interested in the lead and rhythm guitar players (playing style, etc.) of classic rock bands.</p>
<p>Sounds like another cc virtual match. S can bring his (my and DH's old) album covers as his dowry. He had them on his walls at home for room decor and has imported his favorites to his college room (Doobies, Doors, The Who,...). I can just see their honeymoon apartment now. Of course, it has to have room for his two (and counting) drum sets, her guitars and amps. And, preferably, neighbors who also believe John Bonham is God, or who have hearing limitations.</p>
<p>::::confetti::::: It's a BIRTHDAY! :) Woo-hoo, I'm 48! :::confetti:::: I'm mixing up a batch of >>Lava Flows<< for all of my sluggbuddies in Sinner's Alley! </p>
<p>INGREDIENTS:</p>
<p>1 oz. light rum
1 oz. Malibu® coconut rum
2 oz. fresh or frozen strawberries
1 small banana
2 oz. unsweetened pineapple juice
2 oz. coconut cream</p>
<p>PREPARATION:
Blend the 2 rums and the strawberries in a blender to form a smooth paste. Pour this mixture into a tall (Collins or Hurricane) glass. Rinse the blender. Blend the banana, the coconut cream, and the pineapple juice in blender with crushed ice until smooth. Pour this mixture into the glass with the rums very slowly and watch as the strawberry mixture oozes its way to the top along the sides of the glass creating the flowing lava effect. Garnish with a pineapple wedge and paper umbrella. Enjoy in the company of friends. Aloha! </p>
<p>This birthday has been delayed for one day on account of rotten kids who ignored their mother's birthday. Plus, it was Monday, yesterday, and Mondays are sucko when it comes to birthdays. The good news is that I got the four cheerleaders who stopped by last weekend in the middle of moving my D back to college to sign my birthday card. They were happy to do it, because they're cheerleaders, and it's in the cheerleading handbook to do that sort of thing. ;) </p>
<p>Puffy, heart signatures and Happy Faces next to "Love, (insert name of cheerleader)" with effusive wishes for having a wonderful day written in confident, swirly, feminine script. Why, thank you, girls! Birthday greetings from a group of cheerleaders was exactly what I needed.</p>
<p>They were Bay Watch meets the Victoria Secret Catalog meets Venus and Serena, and I believe their magic powers rendered the drummer in my son's band temporarily unconciousness. Wow. The newly inducted freshman bass player could not believe his luck when the four of them strolled up the driveway toward our garage. It was as if everything he had ever heard about being in a band was true. Being in a band really does get the chicks, and high school rocks! :D</p>
<p>So, here's to the cheerleaders who took the time to sign an unappreciated mom's birthday card. And, to a guy with a gray beard who went down to the Apple store and picked out a spiffy, new G4 iBook. And, to my sis, who sent me a pretty cool Feng Shui salt lamp (it's a hunk of salt with a light bulb in it). It emits good ions, or something. No crying in my lava, today! :) (Insert heart) Love, slugg</p>
<p>We appreciate you sluggbugg, you are the marachino cherry atop the CC sundae.</p>
<p>Have a great day-- and Happy Birthday!</p>
<p>love SB</p>
<p>Hugs hugs hugs slugg! Dunno about that <em>salt</em> lamp, though, in your "delicate slug condition"...</p>
<p>My younger son joins you in birthday cheer -- his is tomorrow, and I have no idea how I survived 16 years with him. (On the other hand, it's not tomorrow yet, so let's take a recheck then, shall we?)</p>
<p>All the best!!</p>
<p>Thanks for making me the cherry and not the nuts, SB (although, I would happily consume both). ;) Mootie, thanks for the heads up on the salt lamp! At first, I wanted to rub it on my armpits, but then, I remembered that I don't have any armpits. Isn't salt supposed to be a natural deodorant? Happy B's to your S! ::::blowing out the candle on my Lava drinkie::::</p>
<p>Happy late birthday slugg. Please keep writing your anecdotes they are a high point.</p>
<p>For you drinkers out there. I had this at a friends house the other day. Delicious. Fresh orange juice, vanilla vodka over crushed ice. Sounds strange but it is yummy. Reminds one of a 50-50 ice cream bar.</p>
<p>Gimme an S
Gimme an L
Gimme a U
Gimme a G
Gimme a G</p>
<p>Slugg!! I can't here youuuu SLUGG!!!</p>
<p>It's been a long time since I have rah rah, because my sis boom bah is defintely not what it used to be. Sorry about that basket flying off my foot and across the bar. Do you think Curmie and dodds are going to make me pay for all those napkins I shredded in an attempt to mae pom-poms?</p>
<p>I didn't hit you did I? At least your reflexes are good and you can still duck. I think I threw something out of alignment-but for you, ,we'll just have another drink to ease the pain. So here is me very gingerly raising my glass to you and saying</p>
<p>Happy birthday to ya.</p>
<p>mom60, what's the name of that drink? Creamsicle maybe? Sounds pretty tempting....</p>
<p>And oooooh look at me go! Only 4 more posts 'til I cross the magic line and become a Senior! Go me. (Gotta stop hangin' out in this cafe, since it does absolutely nothin' for my stats...)</p>
<p>Clear out a large table! There's a bunch of controlling moms, worried about their unmotivated S's who seriously need a drink. They could be here any minute; fredo told them this might be the place to wait for the light bulb to go on in the S's heads. I think they'll be here a long time. Maybe give them one of those booths with blankets piled up in the corner.</p>
<p>What should controlling moms drink? A zombie to relax them?</p>
<p>They should drink a Katrita and pray that they can think of an Alpha drink for the next big evacuation party.</p>
<p>Yes. I am rushing in here to clean up for the controlling moms:). We have to let them have one island of organization and response to consequences in their lives...</p>
<p>Controlling moms...boy do we get a bad rap or what?! If it weren't for us our Ss and Hs wouldn't get anything done on time and done the right way (which of course is our way) :)</p>