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Friday, June 26, 2009

RIP M.J.

When I was roughly 6 or 7 years old, I vividly remember my Dad trying to explain to me how the loss of Elvis impacted the world. I listened and tried to understand, as much as I could understand fame at such a tender age, and wondered what the big deal was about this Elvis guy. My father proudly took out some of his vinyl, put Elvis on so I could have a listen, and waited for things to click inside my brain. Ya know, for me to "get it". Sadly, this never happened, and I ended up giving him some half-assed shruggy shoulders, saying something to the effect that I didn't really care for the music. I clearly remember my Dad's look of shock and utter disappointment, completely dumbfounded that his daughter didn't take to Elvis' music. I tried to make him feel better by telling him there were two songs that I kind of liked, but the damage had already been done. And at the end of our "bonding" session over Elvis, I remember thinking to myself, "geez, what's the big deal? So what if I don't like this Elvis guy? I can't help it if his music sucks."

I now realize, 25 years later, payback time has arrived.

As we all know by this point, Michael Jackson died yesterday. Naturally, today's airwaves were inundated with stories of the old, beloved Michael Jackson, in between singing down memory lane with his songs. Zach and I were driving downtown, and after a few minutes of listening intently, asked me who this Michael Jackson guy was. With the fervor only a child of the 80's could possess, I began to explain how amazing & groundbreaking he was when I was about his age, and started giving him a crash course in the discography of MJ. Of course, I was armed with my iPod, (which is loaded with the essential Michael Jackson tunes) and I wasn't afraid to use it. As he listened to the first song, he asked, "Mommy, isn't Michael a boy's name?" I assured him it was, and he kept on listening, with a mildly puzzled look on his face. Midway through the song, he asked once more, "Mommy, you said he's a boy, right?". I, again, assured him MJ was indeed a male person, and he continued to listen to the rest of the song. At the end, he said it was ok, but Michael sounded like a girl. Ok, I'll give him that one. Michael Jackson was somewhat effeminate, but it was just something we were all used to. I forgot my son is new to this, and after a while (I assured myself), he wouldn't notice it anymore.

Wrong.

Any and every song he heard afterward, he only zeroed in on how he sounded like a "man-woman", which was apparently something he could not look past at the age of six. I asked him to let that part go, concentrate on the music, and see if he liked it. That's when it happened.

I got the shruggy shoulders.

The same ones I gave my Dad two decades ago, when he was trying to share Elvis with me. I found myself saying the same words my Dad did back in 1981 - something to the effect of, "awww c'mon! You don't see it? Really? How do you not like that?" It wasn't said in an accusatory way, or in a demeaning way. It was only said in an utterly confused way. I was seriously stunned that my son didn't like what he was listening to. Of course, several hours later, I see now that Michael Jackson's music is very nostalgic for me, and holds real sentimental value. Someone hearing it for the first time, at the age of six, isn't necessarily going to take to it and start moonwalking with me. But, for a moment in time, I had a flash of that scene in 1981, on the living room floor with my Dad, and I finally understood his big sigh and obvious disappointment that I was never going to "get it". Elvis is something you had to live through to really understand the magnitude of his music & his presence, and I think Michael Jackson is going to be the same exact thing. He's my Elvis. And Zach will never really fully understand, unless the equivalent to his modern-day-Elvis dies one day.

The news of MJ's death was quite shocking to me, to be honest. Very weird. I initially felt I was too young to start witnessing the deaths of people who were idols and larger than life to me as a child. I know there's no real right or wrong time for that to start happening, but this just seemed to soon. And Farrah Fawcett. She was my parent's age, which makes it all hit too close to home. Granted, I didn't have "the" poster on my wall as a kid in the late 70's, early 80's, but I was a fan of Charlie's Angels back in the day. And hell, her nipples were the topic of one of me & Aaron's very first conversations - the conversation that made me realize I might be falling for this funny, sweet, smiling bald guy. It's weird to lose two icons like that in the same day.

And let me say, to all the Michael Jackson haters, please leave your nasty, distasteful comments elsewhere. And also, to all the snooty Facebook users, who don't want to give people any room to digest the loss of a childhood icon ... poo on you. I can't tell you how sick I am of reading people's condescending status updates that try to make people feel bad or dumb for having a reaction to Michael Jackson's passing. Things like what it says about us as a society if we're sad he has died. Or how shallow and ridiculous we all are because soldiers are dying in Iraq every day and no one makes this big of a production. Or how we should be this affected by North Korea and their threats of nuclear war, but no -- go ahead and be sad about Michael Jackson. Get over yourselves, people. No one is disputing that it's sad when a soldier dies, or that nuclear war is a real, imminent threat. But can't you let people feel something other than a political reaction when an artist dies? Do political views & agendas need to pop up in every facet of every event in every day of life? I say no; it's ok for people to mourn Michael Jackson's death, and not to feel bad or stupid because of it. Lots of memories were made while listening to his music, and all the Justin Timberlake's of the world have a career now because Michael Jackson existed when he did. His talent was extraordinary, & something to be celebrated.

It's a shame he became the butt of so many jokes, and his eccentricity seemed to outweigh his talent in the later years. But, for plenty of people like me, he will remain the epitome of coolness, and we'll remember him in his prime. He's now in a place where he is free of judgement, pressure, and flashing camera bulbs, so maybe that will mean he finally finds peace. He seemed like a troubled soul, and I'm sure it was exhausting to live that way for so many years. I'm glad I was able to witness his talent, and I hope my kid has a Michael Jackson in his generation to enjoy as he grows up. There's nothing like a great entertainer, and MJ was one of the best.


Wednesday, June 17, 2009

My girly side

I don't wear much jewelry - my wedding ring, a pair of simple, silver hoop earrings, and sometimes a watch.  I rarely wear make-up. You could say I'm not much of a "shopper" either, especially in the womanly sense of the word - my pulse only starts to race when I'm browsing electronics or gadget stores. The thought of clothes shopping, make-up shopping, or (even worse) shoe shopping makes me want to run screaming for the nearest sports pub, where I can watch a good soccer game & throw back a few, surrounded by testosterone.  

BUT -

I stumbled across a website today that had some of the cutest stuff I've seen in ages, so I'm indulging in my girly side for a brief moment in time. Embracing that small part of me who wanted to squeal with glee & whip out my credit card the instant I started browsing. Let me show you why.

One of the first things I saw was a ring. Not your ordinary, run of the mill ring, but one that screams "Phyllis" & fits me to a tee. This lil' beauty:

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Like, omigaw!  Is it perfect, or what?!  The intrigue only grew more intense, as I flipped page to page, seeing more things were practically begging me to buy them.

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Pie earrings?!  Gah!

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Supersize me!

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A fortune cookie bracelet!

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A Lego ring!  If I'm not buying Legos or playing with them,
then I'm stepping on them or cleaning them up.
This would be like a badge of honor, as a Mom.

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If you need a little bling with your Lego ring,
you got it!

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A cupcake bracelet?!  I waaaaaaaaaaaaant it!

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Who doesn't love rainbow-colored, swirly lollipops?

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An olive bracelet?!  Too cute!

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Retro soda earrings!  Totally rad!

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Breakfast!  If you're not in the mood for bacon & eggs ...

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... they've also got pancakes & toast.  Ha!

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CHEESE EARRINGS?!  SHUT UP!

I decided it's ok for me to act like a girl about this stuff, because first of all, it's undeniably cute. Second, I never do this. I mean never EVER. My husband jokes that he got off easy when he married me because I don't shop, I don't take longer than 20 minutes to get ready to go anywhere, and I think Valentine's Day is stupid. Well, honey, I apologize in advance for how much time I'm going to make up for on this website. I am technically a girl, after all, and I've heard these urges are part of our DNA. I just never knew the urges to come on so strong, unless I was knee-deep in the Apple store or swirling around in the radiantly-lit aisles of Best Buy. Thankfully, the earrings are all totally affordable, so I'll stick with those. (I did buy the camera ring today, but nothing else.) The bracelets are a tad pricey, and since I'm tip-toeing into this girly world, I'm uncomfortable throwing down that much for a piece of jewelry. Maybe that will change with time - ok, probably not, but there's always Christmas and my birthday. It's not wrong if someone else buys it for you as a gift, right?

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I didn't forget! Here I am!

Hey folks! I know, it's been entirely too long since I wrote last, but I just got busy living instead of documenting everything. Since a few weeks have passed, and I have oodles of things to update on, I'm trying to think of the easiest way to do it without writing a mile-long blog.

[scratching head]

Maybe bullet-style? How about bullet-style, with bullets that are smiley-faces? Sure, I'll use that. Here we go!

Zach finished kindergarten! GAH! He's officially a 1st grader now, which is mind boggling to me & Aaron (as well as our family & friends). I won't ask where the time goes, because I ask it all the time & I've yet to get a real response. Some photos to document this momentous occasion:

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Walking out of class for the last time as a kindergartner.

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Z and his good buddy, Thomas.

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Z and his outstanding teacher, Mrs. Susan Fegley.

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Z and Mrs. Fegley's stupendous assistant, Ms. Howard.

As most of you know, I was the room parent for Z's class this year (to indulge the control-freak in me, of course), so what kind of room parent would I be if I didn't have end-of-the-year gifts for the teachers? I made some gift boxes for each of them, with a little treasure waiting inside. Then, the big gift was the mural I photographed earlier in the year. Take a peek:

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The top.

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A little bling.

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The right side.

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The left side.

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The back.

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Inside.

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A close-up.
"Teacher - thank you for teaching me.
May the Lord bless you and keep you.
Numbers 6:(something - can't remember)"

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The top of Ms. Howard's.

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The left side.

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The right side.

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The back.

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Ms. Howard's gift.

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The card that came with it.
"Teachers are God's way of opening
a mind & touching a heart."

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The big gift for both of them.
This was a bitch to wrap - thank goodness for husband's
who learned gift-wrapping skillz at Borders.

They handed out awards on the last day - you know, to help the kids feel like they accomplished something by being there. Z received four:

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The "Always On Time" award.

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The "Sight-Word Superstar" award,
for always being able to read the words
on their sight-word list.

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The "Angelic Behavior" award.

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And recognition for doing such hard work on his ABC book.

Z is pumped and ready for 1st grade, but was a teensy bit sad about not seeing his friends over the summer. I told him we'll get together with the ones that mean the most to him, we'll just have to time it out right with everyone's vacations, trips, and summer camps. Bye-bye kindergarten! Hello first grade!

WE PAID OFF OUR CRUISE!!!

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I can't tell you how good this feels. It's official! 243 days till we set sail!

Had a weather scare last week. First I've ever heard of tornadoes (yes, plural) in and around Round Rock. We were glued to the television to keep on top of the situation, but all the reports from the weatherman terrified my son. He was convinced we were all going to die in a tornado, and just kept telling me, "But Mommy, I don't want to die!". Um, yikes?! I did my best to calm him down, telling him tales of the three tornadoes I've been through, and how I'm living proof that you don't have to die in a tornado. It seemed to only help a little, because he was so focused on destruction & despair, nothing was going to make him feel better. Thankfully, after hearing the weatherman say it had moved on to Mason, coupled with sleeping with me that night, he got over it & started to feel better. I guess his fears were a good distraction, because it gave me no time to really freak-out at what was taking place. Hope that doesn't happen again anytime soon.

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The dark, creepy sky before all hell broke loose.

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Looked like a funnel cloud, in the not-too-far distance.

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See the black on the radar by Round Rock?
We didn't know it could be black, we always thought the
worst was pink. Now we know ... black = funnel clouds.
Learn a new thing everyday!

Finally took a trip down to Big Top Candy. This has been on my to-do list for months, so we corralled Kristi, John, & their kids and all drove down together. The wonderment on the kids faces alone made the trip worth it (not to mention all the retro goodies!).

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Oh, I wanted to try one of these so badly.
BUT, the nearly $4.00/each price tag killed my craving.

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Aaron wanted the chocolate-covered Twinkie,
but also resisted.

Also finally took a trip to one of the last working drive-in theaters in Texas. This has been on Aaron's to-do list for ages, so we took the plunge a few weekends ago & made my hubby's dreams come true. He remembers going to this place when he was a kid, so it was nostalgia galore for my main squeeze.

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Setting up camp, in a way.

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The screen.

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What it looks like once the movie is playing.

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As you can see from the last picture, we unfortunately
saw "Land of the Lost" that night. It was an incredibly
bad film, so my attention began to wander elsewhere.
I took a lot of pictures like this before the movie was over.

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We loved the experience, but hated the movie. It was such a piece of crap, please don't waste your time if you haven't seen it. The only reason we saw it was because this was one of the only weekends we could get away & go to the drive-in (it's about an hour away), and they have one screen, obviously. So, we figured "how bad could it be?", and took a gamble. Dayum. Glad we made the drive and got to hang out at the drive-in, but not so glad we sat through 90 minutes of bad jokes & seemingly unscripted banter. The biggest plus? Everything was the same as it was long ago, when Aaron was a kid - even the concession stand prices!! There wasn't anything over $1.00, and they offered all the regular movie fare ... popcorn, sodas, hot dogs, and candy. It only cost $10 per car, so if you crammed enough people in your vehicle, this could be a really inexpensive night out for families & friends. Tons of fun, just pick a GOOD movie to see. Learn from our mistake!

Aaron & I got new cell phones. We finally jumped into the 21st century & got some phones that have keyboards & internet features. It's weird, not to mention unnecessary, to be checking email and Facebook on my comfortable couch or while stuck in line somewhere - but I have to admit, it's kind of fun. I can't imagine what perverse pleasure I would've gotten out of something like this if it had existed when I was a teenager, but everything happens for a reason. Even the cosmos are aware it's a good thing I didn't discover this until the age of almost-35.

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We've started taking family walks at night, and I love them!! Sometimes it's around our neighborhood, sometimes it's at Brushy Creek, other times it's at a park Aaron once visited during a field trip at the Y - either way, it's fabulous. We're even starting to jog as a family, which makes my heart so happy (literally). I don't usually take my camera, because it's slows us down immensely, but I took it the other night & got a few pics from our adventure:

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Nothing like good old-fashioned exercise to keep everyone connected. I love any family time we have, even if I'm sweating like a stuck pig.

Last, but not least, the AC work is DONE! Completely! 100%! [sigh of relief] How happy and grateful we are that there is free-flowing, cold air screaming through our vents. It's already hit 100ยบ here a few times, with forecasts of nothing different in our near future, and it feels so nice to be prepared - for once! We now have a new, larger condensing unit, a new furnace, updated (as well as brand new) ductwork, solar screens, appropriate insulation in the attic, & all new weatherstripping. Nice! Now we get to see what it's like to live how the other half does, and I can honestly say, we like it already.

I think that catches us up to speed, kids! Hopefully, I won't be away for so long next time. Summer is just busier than I thought it was going to be, and it's only going to get worse with my job & the way that gets over the late summer months. I'll do my best ...

Things I'm grateful for today:

1. Mrs. Fegley.
2. Technology.
3. Having to use a blanket at night while I watch tv,
because I'm so chilly.

Peace & pastries, in abundance, to everyone. Until next time ...