No, No, NO, You Got It All Wrong

Surely by now most of you know of the recording where some people hear Laurel and others hear Yanny. Personally, I heard Yanny.

That got me thinking. About song lyrics. I spent an hour searching and laughing so hard I was in tears.

I don’t know why my brain thought of song lyrics, it’s on its own track most days. First thing that came to my mind was “Wrapped up like a douche when you’re rover in the night” made me laugh and laugh. I can’t tell you how many millions of times both my husband and I belted that line out like we knew what the hell we were singing. I mean does that even make sense? No. Didn’t have to we had fun singing it. Actual lyrics are ” Blinded by the light revved up like a deuce another runner in the night” Makes about as much sense as what we were singing.

Then it made me think of ” I was Jack and you were dyingggggg” First time I heard that song I was thinking why in the hell is she dying?? Then I had to laugh at myself. I mean Duh. JCM’s Jack and Diane beat is clearly playing in the back ground so ” I was Jack and you were Diane” makes way more sense but go ahead listen to it and tell me you don’t hear him saying ” I was Jack and you were dyinggggg”

So, I got to googling. This is where the real laughter came in.

Apparently most people think Elton John wants Tony Danza to hold him closer ….. Hold me closer Tony Danza is actually ” Hold me closer Tiny Dancer” which I hear the correct lyrics in that song, one of my all time favorites except for the Tim McGraw version, not a fan of that one.

See that girl, watch her scream, kicking the dancing queen which is actually ” See that girl watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen”

Now, if you aren’t singing these as we go along, just stop reading now and go somewhere else, you are no fun and probably not laughing either.

Sweet dreams are made of cheese πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

I am a big Queen fan. Love Freddie. And I am here to tell you some of his songs are out there in terms of the wording and the story line, not gonna lie I get most of them all wrong but this one had me rolling. Kicking your car all over the place we will we will… actual ( which makes just as much sense ) ” kicking your can all over the place..”

And……. I Like Big Butts in a Can of Limes!!!! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

So, tell me your favorite misheard lyric.

✌🏼 Jules

Thursday 5:00

Thursday 5:00 hit and I was 10 different kinds of excited. Vacation started. It was here. FINALLY!

For me, Thursday 5:00 is a celebration each week since I don’t have to be back to work until Monday; unless Monday is a holiday and then it’s Tuesday.

However, this Thursday 5:00 is so much sweeter then any of the others. We were actually leaving on vacation come Saturday!

Vacation. I do not have to be back to work for 11 whole days! Feels so damn good I can’t even begin to describe it. For me, vacation is actually me calling in a sick day. By doing this, I cheat myself out of good quality vacation days. But, it is the only way I can get off of work and not have to do anything around the house, it’s a win but lose kind of thing, but you do what you have to do. And then I lose valuable paid days off, I get a set amount per year and it never changes. Nope. I do not earn any extras nor am I rewarded with years of service by added days or weeks. What I had on my first day of hire is what I will always have. Win some lose some.

So, this Thursday 5:00 feels completely different then any other one I’ve had to date.

As we are driving south my thoughts are spinning round and round. THIS is life. This is what life is suppose to feel like. Like the wind whipping through my hair then slapping me in the face. Which makes me think of all the poor saps all around the world working to make life go on around me while I vacation. Poor souls. But, I thank you, someone has to work so us vacationers can enjoy life. My hat’s off to each of you.

It is strange though, enjoying every second of being free from the time clock and life that requires you to be a robot of sorts;just to sit and think of all those left behind who must adhere to that life for the moment. I don’t think about those things when I’m the one up 2 hours before everyone else so that their morning goes smoothly when I have to get them up. It is what it is and life as we know it will continue even if we are off to paradise for a week!

✌🏼 Enjoy Life✌🏼IMG_5740.JPG

Little Red Corvette

What did that title make you think of?

Prince circa way back when? Wait, is it still the artist formally known as Prince? I can’t keep up on those things!

Here’s what my original thought was, a mans MIDLIFE CRISIS!Β And this would be the visvisualization of THAT thought:

 

 

Now, I don’t know about you, but I personally think that is just a bunch of bull crap! All the way around. No matter how you look at it, how you break it down. That photo sums up a mans midlife crisis. I don’t mean all men cheat or all men go out and buy a super fast sports car. I can’t say that, I don’t know allmen. However, I do believe a mans midlife crisis, or whatever it is, is completely different then a woman’s.

Here is how I see this particular point in my life :

Completely different wouldn’t you say?

I am NOT more “disguising” looking! I am almost 42 years OLD and not only do I have wrinkles, but I have pimples and blackheads! And not just a few, but a whole face full! Try shopping for face cleaners and spot treatments and makeup when a product for one problem worsens the other problem! It’s a nightmare! I have purposely let ALL the light bulbs burn out over the bathroom vanity! I do not want to see what the mirror has to offer me! ESPECIALLY those extremely long but you can barely see them until your 7 year old points them out chin hairs!!!!!! REALLY!!!!!!!!! This is where a ball bat to mirrors would be a super fun sport, if I wasn’t so superstitious!

At the ripe ol age of 42, after having given birth to 3 children, I can not sneeze,laugh or cough without having a bladder leak! Yes, I went there. And as long as I am there, ask my 7 year old what happens when I jump on the trampoline! For the past year she asks me periodically if I will jump with her, and she asks with a smile that says ” PLEASE jump with me so I can tell everyone you peed in your pants AGAIN!!!!”

I also find it strange that with 2 bathrooms in the house, and one out in the building that I am the only one who “gets in trouble” if I lock the bathroom door. All of them, husband included will stand outside that door beating on it hollering ” WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?” like I am a 15 year old boy who’s mom just discovered dads collection of nudie mags had been raided! I mean come on! So, I leave the door unlocked, and in and out they come. I really love it when as I am drying off, because I am the only one in the house who actually dries off as I am getting OUT of the tub, happen to notice that the bathroom door is standing WIDE open. Funny, because I KNOW I shut it when I went in, especially since my almost 13 year old son has his girlfriend and 2 friends over, yup I am positive I shut the door!

I have no idea what I thought my 40’s would be like, I probably thought I’d never live to be THAT old. But, now that I am here, and moving swiftly towards the mid 40’s I’ll tell you what I WANT it to be like!

I don’t want to have to do homework anymore! I have been doing homework since I was 5, and by gosh I don’t want to do it anymore! This is why I don’t go back to school myself, I should have many many many degrees by now with all the homework I have had to do for 5 kids!!!!!!! And, we aren’t close to being finished yet! ( with school that is….I am beyond finished with HAVING kids!)

I want to sleep in EVERYDAY, if I want to! Or, maybe stay up all night doing nothing at all, or reading, or walking thru the grave yard. Yes, I said walking thru the grave yard! Why? I don’t know, maybe to see if it still scares me now that I am old enough to know that NO ONE is going to jump out of the grave and grab me!!!!!

Today, I might want my hair pink, tomorrow I might want it red and the next day I may want to wear feather ear rings! No, I have NEVER wore feather ear rings because I thought those were the most stupid looking things EVER! And now, I want clogs and feather ear rings, just like Stevie Knicks wore in the 80’s! Next week, I may decide to be a Valley Girl.

 

The only thing I am real sure of right now at this precise moment is this:

I don’t mind getting older, but can I please do it on my terms? I’ve spent the last 22 years raising kids, raising a husband, I forgot to be me. I don’t know what I want to be, who I want to be or how I want to be yet.

Time, please slow down a bit, so I can catch up!

From My Diary January 26 2012

What a morning, I tell you! Thursday is my ” have to be at work at 7 AM day” this semester. Because the only way to torture eager minds with the complexity of Anatomy and Physiology is to do it at 8 AM. Last night I went to bed extremely earlier, because I worked myself up into a real nasty migraine. In doing this, Chloe ended up in our bed, which left Scott to sleep in her bed. His alarm went off at 3:30, waking him up is just as nightmarish as waking a hibernating bear before Spring! However, I did make his lunch for him this morning. Then I went back to bed, he had to make his own breakfast. Couldn’t go back to sleep. I went in to check on the fire, decided, I didn’t really care today if it was lit or not, thinking maybe I’ll give it a good clean out when I get home today, then again, maybe I will just attempt to drag it outside!!! After getting ready, I had to get the kids up. Trent, actually got right up and was ready in record time, that is a first….ever!!!!! Chloe, well, Chloe was Chloe. She had a specific outfit that she had planned for the day, and since I did not do a damn thing yesterday, the shirt was in the dirty laundry. Before I tell her this, I go back to her room and find a shirt with Edward on it…….and surprisingly, she did not throw a fit! ( she herself has never seen a Twilight movie, she has seen all the different hypes about all of it, her sister Sincere, however has seen the movies and now has a huge crush on Edward…….I believe this is why we did not have any issues over the change in shirts!) So, we are all ready and heading out the door…..Chloe stops, looks me over and says ” EXACTLY WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE SHOES!” and of course, it was with the whole attitude thing, that by now, I don’t think I even need to describe! I said ” Goodwill” to which she responds with ” YOU WENT TO GOODWILL SHOPPING, GOT A PAIR OF SHOES AND DIDN’T GET ME ANYTHING? WHAT ELSE DID YOU GET?” I told her no I didn’t get her anything, she didn’t need anything right now, and she knew I have been going there looking for a pair of black flats to wear to work cause I HATE high heels! And I also mistakenly told her I bought dad a couple sweat shirts. She proclaimed, as she often does, which sooooo reminds me of another daughter, ” I AM TELLING DAD ON YOU!” I just shrugged my shoulders, as I always do and said ” ok”. It is then that she switches gears and says, ” I really like that sweater Mom” to which I thank her. * now i am shaking my head * she then says ” When you “outgrow” it, can I have it” I tell her, ” sure you can, and maybe by then you can figure out how in the hell you are actually suppose to wear it!” ( it’s one of those damn wrap around things that you can wear it like 7 different ways, and I can’t figure out 1 way to wear it properly, so I used a hair tie!) Now, she notices my socks….she says ” you do realize those socks are for Halloween, right?” I take a deep breath, cause at this point, I just want some coffee, VERY VERY strong coffee, and I am so tired of discussing my wardrobe with my almost 7 year old!!!!!! I tell her, yes I do, but without turning all the lights on in the bedroom and waking you up, they were the only black pair I could find. She shrugs her shoulders and replies with ” ok as long as you know!” So, we actually make it to the car now, we go to Trade Mart first, where both of them put in their “order” when I get back in the car, Chloe exclaims ” So, Mom, WHAT IS UP WITH YOUR HAIR TODAY?!” * dear lord, please give me strength, amen* I answer by reminding her that my flat iron does not work, she sarcastically replies ” is the blow dryer broke too”…….I do believe I banged my head on the steering wheel! Trent of course is laughing, and he had changed my music from KR to some screamo crap….which made my head pound!!!! I took a deep breath and explained, no the blow dryer was not broke, but with the rain and the humidity, it does me absolutely no good to try and straighten it with JUST the blow dyrer. She kind of made a hmpf noise and I swear I could hear her eyes rolling….probably thinking, well if I was you I would have at least TRIED! We FINALLY make it to Mother and Dads…….. NO COFFEE! Then Laci comes out and kind of looks at me side ways, and I say WHAT!!!??? I told you my flat iron doesn’t work anymore!!!!!! Bless her heart, she came out and said, ” Here, I have an extra one!!” HA!!!!!! It must REALLY BE THAT BAD!!!!!! Get to work, look at my slacks, I have something sticky all over them!!!!!! I don’t even know what it is, or where it came from. So, today I am just a flat out MESS!!!!!!!!!!!