Gems of a Different Sort
I last wrote of some of my daughter's sassy "gems." Tonight she gave me another reason to pause at the wonder that is Lucy.
We were in the car, and Every Breath You Take came on the radio. I said, "Oh, Lucy - this is Mommy's favorite song."
She said "it's Jesus song?" referring to Away in the Manager (which remained in my CD changer long after the holiday in the form of John's Denver's Christmas album). "No, it's not Jesus song" I said, "that's not in here anymore."
Pause.
"Grandma's up with Jesus?" I turned down the radio. "Yes, honey. Grandma's with Jesus."
She continued, "she feels better now. She's not sick anymore."
"Yes, Grandma's not sick anymore."
"Mommy, Jesus loves me all the time."
Oh. My. Heart.
"Yes Lucy, Jesus loves you all the time."
This kid is so...I don't know. These are not things we have spoken of lately in particular, but just little things she remembers along the way. She will bring up Grandma at random times. She's had similar conversations with Husband, which as you can imagine, tugs at him pretty hard. These revelations often happen while one of us is driving with her in the car.
The meaning of the name Lucy is Light.
And boy, does she shine.
Love you, Lucy.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Sassy Pants
Lucy was so full of gems tonight, I couldn't pass up the opportunity...
M: "Lucy, did you eat all your lunch today?"
L: "You packed onages [oranges]. I don't like those."
_ _ _ _
D: "It's tickle time."
L: "No, it's not tickle time."
D: "Tickle time!"
L: [with a stern look and a hand on his arm] "I said NO, it's NOT."
_ _ _ _
L: "Daddy, Mommy's going to play with me!"
D: "That's nice."
L: "Daddy, go away."
M: "Lucy, that's not very nice!"
L: "PLEASE go away!"
_ _ _ _
[while playing dress up, she draped a dress over my shoulders]
"You Super Mommy!"
_ _ _ _
M: "Lucy, can I comb your hair out of your eyes?"
L: [with not even a glance my way] "How 'bout not."
_ _ _ _
Lucy was so full of gems tonight, I couldn't pass up the opportunity...
M: "Lucy, did you eat all your lunch today?"
L: "You packed onages [oranges]. I don't like those."
_ _ _ _
D: "It's tickle time."
L: "No, it's not tickle time."
D: "Tickle time!"
L: [with a stern look and a hand on his arm] "I said NO, it's NOT."
_ _ _ _
L: "Daddy, Mommy's going to play with me!"
D: "That's nice."
L: "Daddy, go away."
M: "Lucy, that's not very nice!"
L: "PLEASE go away!"
_ _ _ _
[while playing dress up, she draped a dress over my shoulders]
"You Super Mommy!"
_ _ _ _
M: "Lucy, can I comb your hair out of your eyes?"
L: [with not even a glance my way] "How 'bout not."
_ _ _ _
Sunday, January 01, 2012
Bringing in the New Year With Hairball
What's that you say?
Husband and I stepped out of our usual NYE routine and made some fairly last-minute plans to go out with friends. What was the event that got us out of the house? It was Hairball, a cover band focused on the hair bands of the 1980s. It was at a nightclub in an eastern suburb, so not only were we getting out of the house, but we were going across town and did I mention nightclub?
So Hairball. I was a tad skeptical. Don't get me wrong, I actually have some pretty fond memories of those hair bands and Husband has seen about every one in concert, so I figured he would enjoy it. I just didn't know what kind of show this was going to be, and it's certainly not my usual reportoire.Something like this has a pretty high potential for cheese factor, so I was wondering if I could consume enough cocktails to keep things interesting.
Skepticism unrendered! I have to say this show was pretty impressive. The band stays the same but the lead singers change, coming out in full dress and character of the band they are portraying. We experienced Van Halen, Kiss, Queen, Poison, Judas Priest, Alice Cooper, Twisted Sister, Guns N Roses, and Prince (an anomaly in the midst of all that hair). The costumes were pretty spot-on and entertaining...although the "camelball" on David Lee Roth was a little distracting, but I suppose that was pretty in character. :) The singers were actually pretty skilled vocally, and the band was amazing. There was a bass player, drummer, and lead guitarist who remained on stage the entire time. I have respect for anyone who is passionate about music, but I have the say the lead guitarist bugged me right off the bat. His hair looked more like soccer mom who stuck a finger in the light socket vs. a respectable lead guitarist rat's nest. But my biggest turnoff was his pants - namely, the fact that they were tight (of course), but also had sheer cut-outs. Two of which were square on his butt cheeks. All night long I just kept thinking of him as The Guy with the Butt Cut-Outs. Out of all of them he seemed to be trying the hardest, and that's saying a lot in the midst of all that production and makeup. He did a solo which, I admit, was musically impressive...but it was the rendition of the Star Spangled Banner made famous by Jimi Hendrix. Hello, leave Jimi alone. So that was really the only element of the show that I found annoying. There was also the notable omission of Def Leppard and Ozzy Osbourne, but I guess they can't do it all!
The people-watching, as you can imagine, was top-notch. The saving grace of going to a "nightclub" was we knew that given the show we would not likely be surrounded by a bunch of young 'uns in tight dresses. There were a few of those, but we were not the oldest people there by FAR. Lots of "mature" women in tight dresses. Reliving those glory years, I guess. Some of the dress choices were, um...interesting. One in a tight white dress who put Kim Kardashian to shame. Holy moly. There were a few permed mullets, a lot of air drumming/air guitar, one very bad toupee, and one incredibly impressive head of long, curly, well-coiffed hair on a middle-aged man. We laughed, we sang along, we drank a few cocktails, and we rang in the new year to a very convincing fake Freddie Mercury.
All in all, a pretty rad evening with my husband. Rock on.
What's that you say?
Husband and I stepped out of our usual NYE routine and made some fairly last-minute plans to go out with friends. What was the event that got us out of the house? It was Hairball, a cover band focused on the hair bands of the 1980s. It was at a nightclub in an eastern suburb, so not only were we getting out of the house, but we were going across town and did I mention nightclub?
So Hairball. I was a tad skeptical. Don't get me wrong, I actually have some pretty fond memories of those hair bands and Husband has seen about every one in concert, so I figured he would enjoy it. I just didn't know what kind of show this was going to be, and it's certainly not my usual reportoire.Something like this has a pretty high potential for cheese factor, so I was wondering if I could consume enough cocktails to keep things interesting.
Skepticism unrendered! I have to say this show was pretty impressive. The band stays the same but the lead singers change, coming out in full dress and character of the band they are portraying. We experienced Van Halen, Kiss, Queen, Poison, Judas Priest, Alice Cooper, Twisted Sister, Guns N Roses, and Prince (an anomaly in the midst of all that hair). The costumes were pretty spot-on and entertaining...although the "camelball" on David Lee Roth was a little distracting, but I suppose that was pretty in character. :) The singers were actually pretty skilled vocally, and the band was amazing. There was a bass player, drummer, and lead guitarist who remained on stage the entire time. I have respect for anyone who is passionate about music, but I have the say the lead guitarist bugged me right off the bat. His hair looked more like soccer mom who stuck a finger in the light socket vs. a respectable lead guitarist rat's nest. But my biggest turnoff was his pants - namely, the fact that they were tight (of course), but also had sheer cut-outs. Two of which were square on his butt cheeks. All night long I just kept thinking of him as The Guy with the Butt Cut-Outs. Out of all of them he seemed to be trying the hardest, and that's saying a lot in the midst of all that production and makeup. He did a solo which, I admit, was musically impressive...but it was the rendition of the Star Spangled Banner made famous by Jimi Hendrix. Hello, leave Jimi alone. So that was really the only element of the show that I found annoying. There was also the notable omission of Def Leppard and Ozzy Osbourne, but I guess they can't do it all!
The people-watching, as you can imagine, was top-notch. The saving grace of going to a "nightclub" was we knew that given the show we would not likely be surrounded by a bunch of young 'uns in tight dresses. There were a few of those, but we were not the oldest people there by FAR. Lots of "mature" women in tight dresses. Reliving those glory years, I guess. Some of the dress choices were, um...interesting. One in a tight white dress who put Kim Kardashian to shame. Holy moly. There were a few permed mullets, a lot of air drumming/air guitar, one very bad toupee, and one incredibly impressive head of long, curly, well-coiffed hair on a middle-aged man. We laughed, we sang along, we drank a few cocktails, and we rang in the new year to a very convincing fake Freddie Mercury.
All in all, a pretty rad evening with my husband. Rock on.
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