100 Songs You Need on Your IPod because I said so . . .

Having the following songs on your playlist will be helpful should you find yourself the following situations:

at a West Virginia football game

during the 7^th inning stretch

Karaoke night

after the elderly relatives have left the Wedding Reception

when someone makes clever cultural references

if you’re ever a contestant on Jeopardy

when you’re watching Forrest Gump

just in case you find yourself at a Fraternity Party

when you’re watching Glee

during Saturday Night Live skits

1.     "Imagine" by the Beatles
2.     "Hotel California" by the Eagles
3.     "Rocky Mountain High" by John Denver
4.     "White Rabbit" by Jefferson Airplane
5.     "Me & Bobby McGee" by Janis Joplin
6.     "Rambling Man" by The Allman Brothers
7.     "Into the Mystic" by Van Morrison
8.     "Fire and Rain" by James Taylor

9.     "Devil Went Down to Georgia" by Charlie Daniels Band

10.  "Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond
11.  "Free Bird" by Lynyrd Skynyrd
12.  "The Times They Are a’Changin" by Bob Dylan
13.  "Comfortably Numb" by Pink Floyd
14.  "D’yer M’ker" by Led Zeppelin
15.  "Rocky Top" by the Osborne Brothers
16.  "Lay, Lady, Lay" by Bob Dylan
17.  "Leaving on a Jet Plane" by Peter, Paul, and Mary
18.  "Have You Ever Seen the Rain" by Creedence Clearwater Revival
19.  "Ohio" by Neil Young
20.  "Running on Empty" by Jackson Browne
21.  "Son of a Preacher Man" by Dusty Springfield
22.  "Please Come to Boston" by Dave Loggins
23.  "Sweet Home Alabama" by Lynyrd Skynyrd
24.  "Dancing Queen" by ABBA
25.  "Cat’s in the Cradle" by Harry Chapin
26.  "Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor
27.  "The Joker" by Steve Miller Band
28.  "Mrs. Robinson" by Simon & Garfunkel

29.  "Turn, Turn, Turn" by Pete Seeger

30.  "Don’t Fear the Reaper" by Blue Oyster Cult
31.  "For What it’s Worth" by Buffalo Springfield
32.  "Fortunate Son" by Creedence Clearwater Revival
33.  "A Country Boy Can Survive" by Hank Williams, Jr.
34.  "Take Me Home, Country Roads" by John Denver
35.  "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen
36.  "The Boxer" by Simon and Garfunkel
37.  "Danny’s Song" by Dave Loggins
38.  "Beth" by Kiss
39.  "Piano Man" by Billy Joel
40.  "Coal Miner’s Daughter" by Loretta Lynn
41.  "Walking After Midnight" by Patsy Cline
42.  "Rhinestone Cowboy" by Glenn Campbell
43.  "Both Sides Now" by Joni Mitchell
44.  "The Perfect Country and Western Song" by David Allan Coe
45.  "This Land is Your Land" by Peter, Paul, and Mary
46.  "Give a Little Bit" by Supertramp
47.  'Will You Love Me Tomorrow" by Carole King

48.  "You Don’t Mess Around With Jim" by Jim Croce
49.  "Elvira" by the Oak Ridge Boys
50.  "Brown Eyed Girl" by Van Morrisson

51.  "Jack and Diane" by John Cougar Mellancamp

52.  "Angel from Montgomery" by Bonnie Raitt & John Prine
53.  "Ain’t No Sunshine" by Bill Withers
54.  "American Woman" by Lenny Kravitz
55.  "Another Brick in the Wall" by Pink Floyd
56.  "The Gambler" by Kenny Rogers
57.  "Paul Revere" by the Beastie Boys
58.  "Seven Spanish Angels" by Willie Nelson and Ray Charles
59.  "A Boy Named Sue" by Johnny Cash
60.  "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" by Gordon Lightfoot
61.  "It Was a Good Day" by Ice Cube
62.  "Cleaning Out My Closet" by Eminem
63.  "Closer to Fine" by the Indigo Girls
64.  "Dear Mama" by Tupac
65.  "Don’t Stand So Close to Me" by the Police
66.  "One" by U2
67.  "Escape (the Pina Colada Song)" by Rupert Holmes
68.  "Everybody Hurts" by REM
69.  "The First Cut is the Deepest" by Sheryl Crow (Cat Stevens)
70.  "Gin and Juice" by Snoop Dogg

71.  "He Stopped Loving Her Today" by George Jones
72.  "House of the Rising Sun" by The Animals
73.  "I Love" by Don Williams
74.  "In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel
75.  "It Had to Be You" by Frank Sinatra
76.  "Jump Around" by House of Pain
77.  "Last Dance With Mary Jane" by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
78.  "California Dreaming" by the Mamas and the Papas
79.  "Love Shack" by the B-52s
80.  "Mama Tried" by Merle Haggard
81.  "Midnight Train to Georgia" by Gladys Knight and the Pips
82.  "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica
83.  "Putting on the Ritz" by Taco
84.  "Redneck Girl" by the Bellamy Brothers
85.  "Why Don’t We Get Drunk and Screw" by Jimmy Buffett
86.  'Walking in Memphis" by Marc Cohn
87.  'Someone Saved My Life Tonight" by Elton John
88.  "Wild Horses" by the Rolling Stones
89.  "Teach Your Children" by Crosby Stills, Nash, and Young
90.  "Time of the Season" by the Zombies

91.  "Been Caught Stealing" by Jane’s Addiction
92.  "The City of New Orleans" by Arlo Guthrie
93.  "Wonderful World" by Sam Cooke
94.  "Electric Avenue" by Eddy Grant
95.  "How Soon is Now" by the Smiths
96.  "Ice Icy Baby" by Vanilla Ice
97.  "Solsbury Hill" by Peter Gabriel
98.  "Theme from the Dukes of Hazzard" by Waylon Jennings
99.  "Love the One You’re With" by Steven Stills
100.  "Mama I’m Coming Home" by Ozzy Osbourne
 

Since You've Been Gone

I have decided that I am bipolar.  This is not a professional opinion, mind you; it’s a self-diagnosis based on past behaviors.

I spend the majority of my time on an even plane, but THEN I GET ANTS IN MY PANTS (or as Hubby affectionately calls it, “a bug up my @ss,”) AND I START CLEANING LIKEMARTHA STEWARTONSPEED!!!

Hubby loves it when this happens because, well, I gets sh*t done.  He once came home from work to find me standing on the counter organizing the top shelf of dishes.  (Granted, I was 9 months pregnant at the time and I was clearly nesting, and probably should not have been standing on the counter since I’m clumsy/dizzy/awkward even when I’m NOT pregnant.)  I hate it when he sees me doing housework.  I like to keep the magic behind the scenes . . . kinda like Disney World in Smalltown, Virginia.  That, and I like to keep his expectations low so that when I actually do some housekeeping I get all kinds of high-fives and chest bumps.  (Although the latter may be more for his enjoyment than any desire to give me accolades.)

Hubby’s been out of town for 9 days and will be returning tomorrow.  He has a lot to be proud of – I’ve, um, been busy.  I am NOT one of those moms who skwooshes her own baby food or concocts her own laundry detergent, so TRUST ME, this behavior is an anomaly.  I plan to return to my normal sloth-like behavior next week.

Things I’ve accomplished since Hubby’s been gone:

1.  Had the guy from Sears come out and repair our dishwasher, which had about an inch of schmat (you know that stuff you think of when you see the floor in a fraternity house?) and dishes that needed to be rewashed even after their spin through the dishwasher.

2.  Noticed a leak in the ceiling, called the home warranty company, and arranged for a plumber to come inspect the Master Bath.

3.  Scheduled appointments for contractors to come next week to give me estimates for how much of my children’s college tuition they will need in order to fix the tile in my shower.

4.  Put the fear o’ God in the lawn guy, who has been dilly-dallying instead of installing the trees that were supposed to planted in June.  (Seriously, our neighbors already hate us; we don't need to give them more fodder, and we agreed we would install these trees MONTHS ago.)  His excuse?  He has a lot of customers.  My response?  I don’t want to be last on your list.  Git ‘er done by Friday or we’re finding another lawn guy. 

5.  Built two book shelves.  Chopped the wood, sawed it, smoothed it, painted it.  Just kidding.  Opened the box from Target and read the instructions.  You know what I did NOT do?  Feed the fish in the tanks on top of the bookshelves.  Gee, I hope they don’t die.

I'm not sure why Small looks like he's
done something bad.  Maybe I should
take a look around while he's napping . . . 

6.  Repurposed the old bookshelf from Medium’s room.  Applied Contact paper to the back and dressed it up a little and voila!  Another flat surface on which we will place items that belong elsewhere.

7.  Painted the door from the laundry room to the garage with chalkboard paint.  We can write fun little messages to each other, and as an added bonus, muddy fingerprints won’t show as much.  That's the plan anyway.

8.  Changed the knobs and drawer pulls in the kitchen.  I painted the knobs a darker color so that they’d match the new drawer pulls that have been waiting patiently to fulfill their drawer-pulling destiny.

Not a particularly flattering photo
of Small.  But you know what?
You refuse to get outta Mommy's
picture?   Mommy posts your
weird little face on the
world wide internets.  

9.  Had the roof cleaned and the siding and deck power washed.  Well, Hubby made all the arrangements, but I wrote the check and left it taped to the front door, so clearly I deserve SOME of the credit for getting this accomplished.

10.  Had the house sprayed for ants, because with three boys and a dog, guess what?  We have ants.  Although why they were in the bathroom is beyond me.

Oh, and also?

Helped Large with his reading project poster, helped Large with his Spanish project powerpoint, got flu shots for all 3 boys, took Medium to art class, took Large to the batting cages, went to choir practice, went to two Boy Scout Den meetings and one Pack meeting, got a bikini wax, arranged for transportation to and from two baseball practices, drank wine with my girlfriends in my kitchen, made sure all the school library books were returned on time, bought shoes to match the dress I’m wearing to Hubby’s work function next weekend, got my toes done, remembered to call my Mother-in-Law on her birthday, took Medium to tutoring, and took the boys out for frozen yogurt.

If you need me, I’ll be taking a nap and gearing up for my next Manic episode, which will probably not arrive for another decade or so.

Facebook Politics Drinking Game: Fun for the Whole Family!

How to Survive Facebook During a Critical Election Year:  

a Drinking Game

Take a shot every time

. . . One of your high school classmates, who couldn’t get a D in 12^th grade Government even if he photocopied the Valedictorian’s homework, starts spouting off about his right to bare arms. . . not to be confused with his right to bear arms, which apparently he doesn’t know about.

. . . Someone whom you KNOW has made questionable employment choices in order to partake of the Welfare/Food Stamps/WIC program complains about paying taxes.

. . . Someone posts an out-of-context quotation in order to vilify a candidate, on the assumption that his/her facebook followers will take the comment at its face value.

. . . Someone who drives a behemoth automobile that takes up too much physical and environmental space blames the president for 7-11’s gas prices.  It’s called inflation.  A gallon of gas cost $.31 in 1960.  Unless Marty McFly becomes president we’re never going to see those prices again.

. . . Someone spews hate-filled, name-calling verbal vomit about ALL Democrats or ALL Republicans, ALL Liberals or ALL Conservatives.

. . . Someone makes an uneducated, ill-informed joke about Mormons and their many wives.  Please.  That’s SO two centuries ago.

. . . Someone who is not registered to vote joins the conversation.  Pipe down there, chief . . . you have waived your right to comment.

. . . Someone writes something profanity-laced, mean, and spiteful, and does it all in the name of God and/or while citing the Tao Te Ching.  That’s not Zen, man.

. . . Someone who can’t balance a checkbook or pay bills on time comments about how the US should be spending its foreign aid.  Yes, let’s put you in charge of the money, shall we?

. . . Someone posts an inappropriate photo of the Muppets from Sesame Street.  Dude, Sesame Street is sacred.  Elmo doesn’t smoke cigarettes, Big Bird doesn’t carry a gun, and Cookie doesn’t drink beer.  (He likes cookies and perhaps a cup of milk, but only if it’s the weekend, he has a designated driver, and he doesn’t have to be up early the next day.)

Take a look at your Facebook feed.  You should be good and drunk in about 10 minutes. 

BoyMommy's Guide to Fashion

I am by NO means a fashionista.  I wear solid-colored t-shirts and jeans EVERY day, so I realize I am the last person who should be commenting on fashion trends.

But that doesn’t stop me from doing it!

Trends I Don’t Get

(from the woman who currently owns 3 pairs of Crocs and 2 pairs of Birkenstocks.)

1.  Tank tops and scarves:  this is a visual contradiction.  If it’s warm enough to wear a tank top, it’s too hot to wear a scarf.  If it’s cool enough to wear a scarf, it’s too cold for a tank top.  Do you think Santa walks around in a tank top?  Let's hope not.

2.  High-waisted jeans:  poor, poor Jessica Simpson.  She’s a cute girl, but she makes some questionable fashion choices.  (Hire me as your stylist, Jess . . . I'll putcha in a nice cardigan.)  I avoid high-waisted jeans because they accentuate my “problem area.”  (Well, one of them anyway.)  I might as well wear a neon sign that says “I love donuts.” 

3.  Visible bra straps:  Perhaps if I wore cute little bras with decorative lace and adorable patterns I would feel differently, but alas, my undergarments can only be described by the words industrial-strength.  They are functional, and any straps that may be coyly peeking out from underneath a tank top are roughly the width of a grown man’s belt. 

4.  The side pony:  I will admit that a side ponytail looks cute on some women, but I’m afraid it would keep hitting my shoulder, causing me to think that someone is trying to catch my attention, and I would end up spinning around in a circle and looking like a dog trying to catch its tail.

5.  Spray tans:  If it’s subtle, it’s fine.  When you look like an Oompa-Loompa who counted Mississippilessly in the tanning booth and your teeth look fluorescent-white next to your skin, you’ve gone too far.  

6.  Open-toed boots:  Isn’t the point of boots to keep your feet warm?  Fall and winter preclude open-toed foot-wear, and, given how I feel about feet, I honestly need a break after the flip flops of summer.

7.  White sunglasses:  these remind me of every awkward moment I endured in middle school, and they make me want to blast Sussudio on my boom box.  Not a good time in my life.

8.  Pointy fingernails: I’m pretty sure I’d stab my children with pointy fingernails, given my propensity for clumsiness and my general lack of self-awareness.

9.  Pajama bottoms as pants:  Wearing your pajama bottoms to the Emergency Room because you were in such a hurry?  Yes.  Wearing your pajama bottoms and fuzzy slippers to Walmart?   No.  I will make an exception for college towns, but only if it’s after midnight and the only other clientele in the Walmart consists of Waffle House waitresses just coming off their shift and long-haul truckers.

10.  Men wearing flip-flops with dress pants:  Just . . . no.

If you need me, I'll be here waiting patiently by the phone for Anna Wintour to call regarding my imminent job offer from Vogue.