It's Getting Close to 40

And I don't mean 40 degrees which would be Heaven in the winter. Maybe I need to move South of here, somewhere warmer. But then it'd be hot in the summer and we all know I don't like the heat even more than I don't like the cold.

But back to 40. My age. I'm almost 40. I'm not sure what happened. Do you know? I sure don't feel like almost 40. I feel like...maybe 24. 24 was good. I'll take that any time. At 24 my back didn't hurt.

Yes, my back hurts. Not cramps. Just a good old-fashioned backache. Probably from sleeping wrong. Which wouldn't have been a bid deal when I was 24, I would have been fine in a day. But this was a horrible backache.

So I called my Mom. I knew her back had hurt her at times and the doctor had given her some exercises. And as I was laying on the floor doing the simple, but almost impossible, exercises, I realized I AM OLD!

And so now I will be posting only about the Bingo games, Polka dancing, and Weather. I AM OLD.

UPDATE: The Top 10 Things That My Kids Think Make Me a Bad Mom

1. Not letting my kids eat out every night
2. Spending their gift cards at Walmart
3. Making them walk home from school
4. Making them ride bikes to friends houses instead of getting a ride
5. Not letting them get everything they want at the store
6. Making them do chores and then making them use the money they earn doing chores to buy things they want instead of me wasting my hard earned money
   
7. Not letting my kids play video games rated "M" for mature
8. Making my kids go to bed around 8:30 on a school night
9. Trying to teach my kids good table manners
10. No dessert unless dinner was completely eaten

UPDATE: I had to add one more that definitely makes me a Bad Mom in a boy's perspective

1. Attempting to teach Personal Hygiene skills such as showering, teeth-brushing, deodorant usage, hair-combing and hair-gel-usage, frequency of underwear changes, and definitely how not to use too much cologne

PS. I couldn't figure out how to use the number list and start at #11 instead of #1 cuz I wasn't really starting all over again but if I just stuck in a #11 at the beginning of the line the formatting would have been all wrong and that would have bugged me. So if anyone has some cool, easy HTML tricks for messing up number lists, send 'em my way.

Memories

I recently had a friend ask "Why did 'I Kissed A Girl' get moved down to slot number two on my playlist? Honestly it was technical difficulties. But I had been thinking about my parents and how they probably didn't want to hear that song. I can see my Mom raising her eyebrows and giving the computer that Look that she gave me when she caught me in miniskirts in High School. I can hear my Dad saying "What is wrong with that girl? Didn't we teach her better?"

It did remind me of the time in High School when I left the song by George Michael 'I Want Your Sex' in the tape player (I'm old!) of the station wagon (and sooo cool). My Dad brought it in after him and my Mom had been out and I knew immediately what was wrong. He was carrying the tape and I thought "Crap, I left that tape in the car!" I had never meant for them to find it in the first place. He said "I don't approve of this song." Yeah, I already knew that! "I really think you should throw this tape away." You just don't argue with my Dad when you're the young, irresponsible, misguided teenager. I said "You're right, I'll do that." So, I did what every good teenage girl would do. I hid the tape in my bedroom and was much, much more careful about what music I left laying around.

Oldest Child also likes the song I Kissed A Girl. My husband tried to hide it from him. I'm not sure how he thought that was possible. I have had several conversations with my son about how music does not define who you are or what you do and if it does, then that is a problem. Last winter he told me he erased a song from his ipod. I asked him why and he told me a friend told him it was a bad song. That really irritated me because he should think for himself. Because we live in Utah with all our fellow Mormons I am really stressing to my children that they need to make decisions for themself and to not just follow the religious crowd, they are not always right. I probed a little further to find out the real reason. He finally admitted he didn't like the song. I told him that was a perfectly good reason for deleting a song but he shouldn't let others judge his music. He also then said it was about sex. I laughed out loud! I told him that Rock 'n Roll music is about Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'n Roll! That was when we had our first discussion about music. We've had several since then and as long as he is not afraid to share his music with me I am not too worried about him.