Enough is Enough

I hear this song on the radio.
Over and over and over again.
I hear this song in between shows that my children are watching on television.
I hear this song on every music channel at my gym.
I hear this song when I go into Walmart.
And the mall.
And the grocery store.

My children are obsessed with this song.
They play this song on Youtube approximately 7621 times a day.
They sing this song in the shower.
And when they are playing with their Lego.

They argue about the correct words so they play this song again and again just to see who was right.
They turn the volume up as high as it will go.

Oldest child is even trying to put this song on my Ipod.
But no one can figure out how to put music on the damn thing.

To stop myself from completely losing my mind, I have started doing a funky dance every time I hear it.
The kids think I am crazy.
I am hoping it might stop them from playing this song.

So far, no luck.
Maybe if I do my funky dance and sing it in my opera voice............

Bluegrass Daddy

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Describe a moment when you realized you and your spouse were SO different.

Mr. Momma and I have known each other for approximately 26 years believe it or not. I was the new kid in class who owned Strawberry Shortcake rubber boots and he was the boy with the bowl cut (even though he says he did not have a bowl cut).

So the first time I realized we were very different could have possibly happened 26 years ago.

Actually it did.

I realized that he was a boy.

And I was a girl.

That is a major difference.

We grew up together. The goods. The bads. The very bads. And the extremely ugly times are all documented in our history together. We are very much alike. I mean, why else would I like him so much if he wasn't like me at all? But, as much as we are similar, we are also very different. Verrrrrry different.

I do have to tell you about my hubby hiding some very important information about himself for...umm...over 20 years. I think he was waiting to nab me for good and make babies with me before exposing this information.

He would argue this but I will fight to the bitter end that he kept this little tidbit of info to himself.

He has led a secret life.

All of the AC/DC music and choosing a Bryan Adams song for our wedding song was a cover up.

What he really listens to is Bluegrass music.

Otherwise known as "twangy-ear-splitting-whiny-voiced-music".

I admit that I knew he enjoyed country music but never did he turn on his car stereo to groove to Bluegrass. Until a few years ago.

My almost 34 year old husband turns on the car stereo and grooves to Bluegrass music.

And he knows all of the words to the songs.

((hug me))

This post was not intended to offend anyone who listens to Bluegrass music. Everyone is different and that is what makes this world so wonderful. My ears are extra sensitive to twang but I am sure now that I am forced to listen to it every time I drive with my husband, my ears will eventually get used to it. Maybe.

Love you Honey

(even though you love Bluegrass music)

xo

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