Quirky Is As Quirky Does

Thanks Forrest for the title inspiration!

My ten-year-old is gearing up his wish list for Christmas. Oh yeah, no problem focusing there. No problem writing that clearly and legibly, always keeping those letters in-between the lines.

Ahem.

So of course, I am the lovely recipient of the verbal barrage.

"Mom! I know what I want for Christmas. I want (insert anything over 300 dollars here)."

Sigh.

For his birthday, that was just in October, he wanted one of two things: An iPod touch or a wheel-chair.

Yes, you read that correctly.

My son wants a wheel-chair.

Stranger than strange.

I asked him WHY?

He just replied he thought it would be cool to ride around in.

O.K.

I guess.

So once again, amongst all the electronic gadgets and Lego kits and motorized scooters or bikes ("whatever one YOU like best Mom" Mmm-hmm.), he is also including a wheel-chair at the very top of his list.

Yikes!

It seems uncomfortably funny for me to chuckle, because heaven forbid he ever NEED a wheel-chair.

But still I chuckle.

Not a hearty laugh.

But a chuckle.

Tee hee?

Everything I Needed To Learn...

I learned from t.v.

• It's much easier breaking bread than it is Breaking Bad.


• Facing Judge Judy will always be much scarier than facing Jack McCoy's eyebrows on Law & Order. *dun, dun*  


• The Bible doesn't have to be a convoluted, confusing read, Just watch the mini-series produced by Mark Burnett: The Bible. Because we all know it's much easier to watch a book rather than read it.


• It's always important to not judge and to redneckonize the good in others a la Here Comes Honey Boo Boo. *sneeze* 


• Batman and Robin wouldn't judge my bats in my bat caves please, so neither should you. 


• Crossbow training is a must in any person's life! Thank-you Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead.


• Zombies have really bad breath. I've always known this. I was born with this knowledge. I know, lucky! But I'm happy to share it with you, because I'm good like that and doggone it! People like me. Stuart Smalley, SNL

So there you have it.

T.V. has been very, very good to me.

I hope it has been to you too.

And if not?

Watch some more!

Roar

Katy Perry's video Roar.

I love it!

I cannot believe how "poppy" I've become as of late.

I used to be a die-hard classic rock and roller.

Aerosmith, Eagles, The Police, The Rolling Stones, ACDC, Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, Scorpions: all them make me wanna scream: YEAH BABY!

But now?

I still love them, but I find myself gravitating towards Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, and, and, and... ONE DIRECTION!

Yikes.

It's really spooky and discombobulating.

Yes, it unnerves me, but why should I deny it? I'm just surprised as I continue to evolve (aka age) that I keep on resorting back to my tween years in music preferences.

I mean do they even still print Tiger Beat Magazine? I still remember swooning over Leif Garrett.

Yeesh.

Will I be downloading the Tiger Beat App to have it at fingertip availability?

But I can't deny how much I've been enjoying pop music. I still dig the rock-n-roll, but I'm adding all sorts of songs to my YouZeek playlist.

So after listening to Katy's Roar song for the bazillionth time, I've decided two things.

One: I'm at an age where I don't owe anybody an apology for my likes and dislikes. Yes, I'm an old curmudgeon wench now and I am definitely entitled to like Pop and Rock, as discordant as that may seem to be.

Two: I own it. Yes there is nothing to hide behind. I own it. I proclaim it. I...

ROAR it.

So you can tsk tsk and feel sorrow or just plain annoyance with me, because some of you might be gasping at my admission, or reeling in disgust, and some of you need to pick up your chins off the floor already because....

I say to you: oh well.

But in the meantime I've got some roaring to do.