Random Tuesday Thoughts

The first full lunar eclipse on a winter solstice since the 17th century, and Southern California, the place of eternal sunshine, is in the middle of an unending rainstorm.  Hopefully some of you were able to enjoy it.

I am looking forward to the big royal wedding. Hopefully, this marriage actually lasts more than a few years . . .

The Big Cheese is rather obsessed with The Grinch.  She’s really afraid he’s going to steal her toys on Christmas.  She asks us several times a day if we’re “really sure the Grinch isn’t real.” She loves the movies, the book, and stuffed Grinches, and she is a huge fan of the song. But some part of her just can’t give up on the fact that the Grinch might steal her Christmas presents.

My little bro is getting married in June, and The Big Cheese is gearing up to be the flower girl.  I am taking her dress shopping this week, and I am so excited to see her try on the “princess” dresses and tiaras.  She’s going to be gorgeous!

It’s easy to get caught up in the craziness of the holidays, but I want to take a second to make a little public service announcement.  Remember that the extra time off right now is a chance to spend time together as a family, doing things you don’t normally do.  Take a morning and head to Chuck E. Cheese, and leave your cell phones in the car.  Go to a theme park or museum you’ve been meaning to hit and just haven’t gotten around to it.  Also, call up friends you don’t see very often and make a point to get together. 

I tried Kraft’s new Homestyle Macaroni and Cheese tonight.  It requires that you make a cheese sauce, add crumb topping, and throw in some shredded cheese.  Dear Hubby and I thought it was some of the best mac and cheese we’ve actually ever had, but the kids weren’t such big fans.  Bugster really didn’t like the visible herbs on her pasta, and The Big Cheese also wasn’t a fan of the green stuff.  I personally thought it was scrumptious!

OK, Gleeks. What do you think about Sam?  I just don’t think he’s hot enough to be with Quinn, and I really think he’s pretty mousy.  His voice is just O.K.  I just can’t jump on the Sam train.  What am I missing?

Totally scarred The Bugster.  We visited Santa over Thanksgiving weekend, and I went up to him with the girls.  The Big Cheese wasn’t overly enthusiastic about the whole thing, but she was O.K. since I was up there, too.  The Bugster started screaming and asking for Daddy, but we stuck it out.  The Santa picture is priceless, with her bawling at the top of her lungs.  Now, whenever Santa is mentioned, seen, or even comes in to her thoughts, The Bugster says, “No Santa bup.” (Bup = Bugster-speak for sit.)  We have assured her repeatedly that she doesn’t have to sit on his lap at all this, but I don’t think she believes us.  Dear Hubby is convinced she’ll forget by next Christmas.  I’m not so sure . . .

Oh, and I need to tell you about my Christmas present to myself, because I think you, our readers, will actually appreciate it, unlike some of my “friends.”  I bought a ticket to see the New Kids on The Block in concert in July.  They’re performing with The Backstreet Boys, but NKOTB is all I really care about.  I have wanted to see them since I was about 12, so I am having a lot of trouble containing my excitement!

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We Remember: Girls Just Want to Have Fun

This cheesy dance movie starring young Sarah Jessica Parker and Helen Hunt epitomizes 80s culture. Released in 1985, I actually didn’t discover it until it came out on video (VHS!). My girlfriends and I loved it. And we watched it. Over and over. I have never been a dancer but wanted to be Janey Glenn in this movie. She moves into a Chicago neighborhood, finds a cool best friend and a hot boyfriend and competes to be a regular dancer on Dance TV. Of course, her strict military father doesn’t approve so she has to sneak around. And there is a villainess in the form of a bitchy dancer trying to steal her boyfriend and throw the competition. All is pretty predictable but we watched for the music, dance and fashion statements more than for plot. Shannon Doherty plays the little sister of the boyfriend (whatever happened to Lee Montgomery?) and Jonathan Silverman is comic relief. Although the songs from the movie always bring good memories when I hear them, as far as I can tell, the soundtrack can only be found on cassette tape. Can you believe it? I did manage to find one site that offers samplers of the songs but I was always disappointed not to get the soundtrack in its entirety. If anyone has insight as to where to get the songs as played in the movie, let me know! Also, I have heard rumors of a remake to which I would like to just say no.

We Remember: Kids Incorporated

Stacy Ferguson AKA Fergie

by Kaia-Gurl

Long before there was Glee, there was a little show called Kids Incorporated. If you never saw it, this show was ahead of its time. It featured a (mostly) talented group of young singers and dancers performing 80’s hits. The only other show doing anything like this was Disney’s New Mouseketeers featuring Britney, Christina and Justin. My folks never would spring for cable, though, so that show passed me by. Jennifer Love Hewitt was a Kids Inc regular. Mario Lopez from Saved By the Bell was a dancer. And then there was Stacy Ferguson. AKA Fergie from the Black-Eyed Peas. I never made the connection until I read about it. She was such a cute, fresh-faced kid with a big voice. If any of them were going to make it big, it would be her. Check her out.

Eventually even the Disney people picked up on the cool vibe of the show and bought the rights to it. Sorry to say, the show then went to the Disney channel, never to be seen by yours truly again. Boo!


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Makeup? Hair? Or do you not care?

Like most high school students, I obsessed about my hair/makeup combo, and since it was the 80’s, the hair was of particular importance. Laugh now, young people, but that kind of hair took HOURS. I mean, there was the sitting in the salon for 4 hours with the spiral perm rods just for starters. And then if you had thin hair like me, half of the perm would fall out and you’d stand there for a half an hour every morning with a skinny curling iron just trying to make all your hair match.

And you haven’t even gotten to the bangs yet.

Laugh as you will, I have to say I’m kind of proud that my generation elevated (heh) bangs to the level of an art form. None of this gathering it up in a bunch and pinning it down with a barette that you see nowadays. No, the women of my generation–well let’s just say that when we’re in our nursing homes, the smell of Aqua Net is gonna bring us right back to high school.

Caboodle: The ONLY way to store your makeup

I went all throught high school, college, graduate school, and my first job getting up way early to fix my face. And then I got a job in Silicon Valley during the tech boom and suddenly “Casual Friday” took on a whole new meaning. People would wear anything to work, even their pajamas. In some cases, they were in pajamas because they just slept there. They were long working days too, so it wasn’t hard for me to decide to give up the morning grooming routine and sleep in a few more minutes. It’s not like I looked worse than any of my other co-workers.

Once I got out of the habit of makeup and started getting low-maintenance hairstyles, I kind of became addicted. I praised myself on my natural beauty, that fresh glow in my face, the not being able to even find my hair dryer.

It was a pretty easy segue into motherhood. I’d grown my hair out and was about to cut it off but I told my friend I would keep it long for her wedding so I could have a fancy updo (and who doesn’t love a fancy wedding updo?). We were trying to conceive and I thought that I would cut my hair as soon as I got pregnant. Well, the day after we got home from the wedding–a full weekend of drinking and having a good time–I realized why it seemed like my hangover just kept going on and on. It was time to get my hair cut.

Nowadays I rock the ultimate pixie cut and couldn’t be happier. I use a miniscule amount of shampoo and conditioner, finger-comb, and call it a day. And I don’t even really own a set of makeup these days so if I wanted to wear it I’d have to go out and buy some. I’m okay with some flaws or imperfections in my skin. I actually think I look pretty good without all of the maintenance. What about you?