Yes, I took the weekend off.
No, I'm not lying somewhere in a ditch.
That's actually one of my favorite home branch memories - as horrible as it sounds, it's funnier now.
Basically my phone went nuts and my alarm didn't go off so I woke up late and missed part of work and since my phone was messed up I couldn't make or receive any calls to call in to let them know what was going on. By the time I finally got there I was like freaking out cause I thought I was gonna get fired and they started clapping cause I wasn't dead somewhere in a ditch.
Thanks for that guys.
Anyway, it was nice to have the weekend off but I'm back with a vengeance.
FRIDAY:
Slept in, it was glorious.
Then went shopping with Oldest Sister for shirts for work.
But we couldn't leave the store with just shirts.
Apparently, every female with a pulse is required to own boots.
It's some sort of contract that we sign when we're born.
And apparently cowboy boots aren't enough so I got another pair that my boyfriend calls "camo" but I call "steampunk". They're awesome.
The best part was that Oldest Sister hated them! And wanted me to get this other pair so I tried them both on and then she was like, ugh. I like your choice better.
Victory!
They have pockets.
I don't know what to put in the pockets but they're there.
And they're awesome so I wore them to work today.
And it turned out much better than that time I wore the cowboy boots to work.
Which is on here somewhere I believe. It just happened to be the busiest day that week so I was constantly running up and down the stairs with the boots, my feet were dead by the end of the day.
But today was much better and these are more comfortable. The boyfriend was stunned. Take that world.
Anyway, back to Friday, so slept in, went shopping, then headed out to see the boyfriend. He changed my oil cause he's sweet like that.
Then we watched Heat cause apparently it's the action movie to kill all action movies and neither of us had seen it.
Literally.
Scale of Awesome says about 6/10. It was alright but it wasn't all that. I did enjoy the cast though, they were good.
My problem was that I fell asleep about halfway through - we didn't start it until 9 since he didn't have to go in to work so it wasn't over 'til 12 and then I didn't get back 'til 1.
Which made Saturday even more interesting as I had to work.
SATURDAY:
So I was in zombie mode for most of the day, plus I felt like crap so it wasn't a fun day. But that's okay, worked 9-6, got to clean the bathroom after someone threw toilet paper all over the place, then came home and watched some Charlie's Angels.
Cause it's about that time again. Every few months I gotta bring it back. Starting with season one again.
I know, I know, but if I start at season one then by the time I get through season three I'll be distracted and then won't have time to watch seasons four or five where Sabrina leaves and we're stuck with crap.
Which I can only assume without verification as even though I own both seasons I've avoided them like the plague.
Also did some homework and lots of reading.
SUNDAY:
aka today.
Wore the boots, they're awesome. Will consider wearing them again tomorrow.
Spent the majority of my day working on booklists as Sundays are slow. Found some more crazy millionaires worthy of my Million Dollar Crazies booklist. Sent a copy to the Queen of Awesome, we'll see what she thinks of my list. I keep coming up with more! Tom Cruise, Michael Jackson, Lady Gaga, Howard Hughes, Howie Mandel, Justin Bieber, Leona Helmsley, Robert Klark Graham, Gatsby, Tony Stark, etc. etc. Yes, I'm including fiction too.
Talked to some teens about joining TAB and they seemed pretty interested. Been seeing them around lately and the girl seems like she would really like it so I gave them both applications. Hope to see them in September.
What else?
Oh, had the song Poor Unfortunate Souls stuck in my head all day cause I have copies of Barbarous Souls checked out for my mom and every time I look at my account I see them and for some reason Ursula and her eels pop into my head.
And they drive me nuts.
After work went out to see the boyfriend yet again, we got supper, watched part of the VMA's and then jammed at Walmart buying donuts and checking out their $5 DVD selection.
It was thoroughly exciting, just enough of a break from reality that it was perfect.
So, now I am back and off to bed. More work tomorrow cause there's no rest for the wicked.
Song of the day:
Well, the week rather cause I've been singing it ever since I checked them out for her weeks ago.
Poor Unfortunate Souls - Pat Carroll
the ultimate villain song. her voice is perfect for the role. true? yes!
i haven't seen this movie in a decade and a half, watching it now HOW COULD SHE TAKE THAT DEAL?! seriously?
kind of makes me want to go back and watch some of the other classics. now that i'm much older and a bit wiser i'll probably catch quite a bit more.
lady gaga's outfit reminded me of ariel tonight.
speaking of the VMA's dude!! NSync reunion!!
jump to 9:55 for the awesomeness.
the boyfriend wasn't an enthused about it as i was.
as i immediately texted Instacake.
cause that's how i roll.
and i'm out. hope you all had a great weekend.
Showing posts with label nsync. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nsync. Show all posts
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
So lonely inside, So busy out there
Today was crazy, it was 6:00 already and it felt like I had just got there.
I love my job.
So, I finished my Christmas shopping!
Which you probably scoffed at, but hey we aren't having our family Christmas until the 1st.
Ran into both a high school friend and college one in the process. Grateful to be done with those yet apparently masochistic since I'm going back voluntarily.
I don't need the degree as I already have the job, but it's actually proven to be quite helpful in my daily life.
Freakin' Shackleton.
Tomorrow is another ordinary day.
Which is weird, I'm so used to un-ordinary ones traveling back and forth. This is simple and easy. I like it.
Recs of the night:
These are the first in a series I'm going to call "Songs you know but forgot you knew them", or SYKBFYKT for short.
Yes, that's the short version.
"All You Wanted" Michelle Branch
yes, a lot of my alphabet rec's came from her, so it's not all that surprising i'm bringing her back. this is the song that started it all, it started playing and I was like, when did this come out? and why do i know it?
hence the songs you know but forgot you know them.
so you can blame this new segment on michelle branch.
but you shouldn't cause she's awesome. as are the wreckers, my favorite aside from lily allen.
i think it's more like they have one big smash hit and then smaller ones that aren't as big but are still semi-big so you know them too, just don't remember them like you do the big hit.
"Girlfriend" Nsync
this video amuses me on so many levels
there's a lot of 90's and early 00's in this list.
more later.
out!
I love my job.
So, I finished my Christmas shopping!
Which you probably scoffed at, but hey we aren't having our family Christmas until the 1st.
Ran into both a high school friend and college one in the process. Grateful to be done with those yet apparently masochistic since I'm going back voluntarily.
I don't need the degree as I already have the job, but it's actually proven to be quite helpful in my daily life.
Freakin' Shackleton.
Tomorrow is another ordinary day.
Which is weird, I'm so used to un-ordinary ones traveling back and forth. This is simple and easy. I like it.
Recs of the night:
These are the first in a series I'm going to call "Songs you know but forgot you knew them", or SYKBFYKT for short.
Yes, that's the short version.
"All You Wanted" Michelle Branch
yes, a lot of my alphabet rec's came from her, so it's not all that surprising i'm bringing her back. this is the song that started it all, it started playing and I was like, when did this come out? and why do i know it?
hence the songs you know but forgot you know them.
so you can blame this new segment on michelle branch.
but you shouldn't cause she's awesome. as are the wreckers, my favorite aside from lily allen.
i think it's more like they have one big smash hit and then smaller ones that aren't as big but are still semi-big so you know them too, just don't remember them like you do the big hit.
"Girlfriend" Nsync
this video amuses me on so many levels
there's a lot of 90's and early 00's in this list.
more later.
out!
Friday, August 5, 2011
and who in case she doesn't hang can say she started with a bang?
Roxie Hart.
It's interesting reading about how many women were up for the roles of her and Velma Kelly from Chicago - quite possibly the best musical of all time...just below RENT.
Get this out of the way and go from there,
For those of you who didn't get yesterday's "Towanda" reference:
Fried Green Tomatoes best scene. That's pretty much how we were laughing in the car during the whole "Jansen!!" experience.
Highlights:
Morning: Had Diet Dr. Pepper and some donuts for breakfast. I'm super sad that it's my coworker's last day at work - she comes every summer and ditches us for the school year. Makes me sad cause she's just that awesome. But she brought us donut holes. I think I'll see her later this week at the other branch though so it's cool.
Work: I think I was on the main floor the entire day until lunch and then the very last hour. It's not that I mind but I find it amusing because apparently I'm social. Or at least helpful. I don't know if I like being called social. It's just weird to me. Since I'm not. At all. But at work it's different. Cause it's an actress thing. Which sounds weird but if you work in public service I'm sure you understand.
But sometimes people are such good an actress that patrons stop by to give them recipes for cabbage soup they 'seemed' interested in and then patrons force me to find the woman they were talking to just to give her a copy of the freaking recipe so I have to send out the weirdest staff email I've ever sent asking for who it was she was talking to about cabbage soup and what they want me to do with the freaking recipe. I put it on Girlscout's desk. She can deal with it when she comes in.
-Saw a book today in the nonfiction called "Sesame Street Unpaved" it had a bunch of behind the scenes stuff. I was amused.
-Had lunch with the security guard today. She's pretty cool, drummer in a band, I posted the video of my favorite of their songs here: My Life in Closed Captions: Can I Keep You - Some Assembly Required We hit up my favorite new burrito place, a recent phase but it's close to work and has cheap food. Invited me to go see a band play tomorrow night, we shall see. It depends on how much I want to crash and burn after golf tomorrow.
-I enjoy my foreign friends. Contact with them makes my day. They are just that awesome. Which reminds me that I'm supposed to be working on one of their projects instead of 20 of my own. Woops. Freaking writer's block goes away when I actually need it.
Tonight: The tire pressure light is on in my car and it's weirding me out. Cause it's not flat. But maybe it's about to go flat or something. I don't know, I'm still not smart enough for Jarvis. Every couple months I end up hitting that call button on the stearing wheel and shouting vulgarity that it then asks if that's who I want to place a call to. Go here: My Life in Closed Captions: "To call hell say dial."
Now: Jesus is staring at me. No, seriously. There's a picture of Jesus in my bedroom and he's looking at me. Freaking me out. Lord's Supper picture is leaning against a chair in my bedroom and staring at me. I have no idea where it came from but I came home and it's here. And now all I can think of is the Davinci Code. There's not a specific object on the table and there's a big space between you know who and you know who. And that's all I'm gonna say for those of you who haven't seen it/read the book. Although, I think that enough time has elapsed that if you actually had a desire to see/read it you would have by now. Both the book and the movie are excellent.
-Speaking of coming home, I get here, walk in and Mom's like, "What are you doing here?" And not in a pleasant fluffy tone, no. I called! And told Dad not to lock me out. You'd think he would relay the message, but on. Apparently he enjoys surprising her or something. But I learned he did enjoy the HeeHaw skit and he's currently helping me write lyrics to next year's already. Feeling special.
-Voice is officially back. I think. For the most part. Superwoman was enjoying the quiet version of me. Again, apparently I actually talk at work and act like a normal person. This is brand new information to me.
-Came home and watched Bones episodes on the DVR. huzzah!
Songs today: Chicago, the town of murder and mayhem
"I can't do it alone" - Chicago (2002)
"Watch this" yes I know all the words and actions, I'm that pathetic. but it's an excellent movie musical.
"We both reached for the gun" - Chicago
"Are you kidding?" love this one too.
Tomorrow is golf with the 2G gang. I'll have to upload pics of us all in our bright orange. I'm wondering whatever happened to my lazy time. Before on the weekends I did like nothing, then I got a job and I worked most of the days but there would always be that day where I stayed in bed and did absolutely nothing. I think that was all destroyed by camp. Maybe now that it's over it'll come back.
I'm watching that NSync video again and whatever happened to JC? I know Chris has some sort of clothing line, Joey was an actor, Justin Timberlake is Justin Timberlake and Lance has become some sort of an icon as well. I'm just curious since JC was like number 2 man in America for how many years and he just disappears? Yes, number 2 man Sketch. Justin being number one. Don't think I was saying he was trumped by one of those crazy BSB dues. Anyway, that was a while ago.
It's interesting reading about how many women were up for the roles of her and Velma Kelly from Chicago - quite possibly the best musical of all time...just below RENT.
Get this out of the way and go from there,
For those of you who didn't get yesterday's "Towanda" reference:
Fried Green Tomatoes best scene. That's pretty much how we were laughing in the car during the whole "Jansen!!" experience.
Highlights:
Morning: Had Diet Dr. Pepper and some donuts for breakfast. I'm super sad that it's my coworker's last day at work - she comes every summer and ditches us for the school year. Makes me sad cause she's just that awesome. But she brought us donut holes. I think I'll see her later this week at the other branch though so it's cool.
Work: I think I was on the main floor the entire day until lunch and then the very last hour. It's not that I mind but I find it amusing because apparently I'm social. Or at least helpful. I don't know if I like being called social. It's just weird to me. Since I'm not. At all. But at work it's different. Cause it's an actress thing. Which sounds weird but if you work in public service I'm sure you understand.
But sometimes people are such good an actress that patrons stop by to give them recipes for cabbage soup they 'seemed' interested in and then patrons force me to find the woman they were talking to just to give her a copy of the freaking recipe so I have to send out the weirdest staff email I've ever sent asking for who it was she was talking to about cabbage soup and what they want me to do with the freaking recipe. I put it on Girlscout's desk. She can deal with it when she comes in.
-Saw a book today in the nonfiction called "Sesame Street Unpaved" it had a bunch of behind the scenes stuff. I was amused.
-Had lunch with the security guard today. She's pretty cool, drummer in a band, I posted the video of my favorite of their songs here: My Life in Closed Captions: Can I Keep You - Some Assembly Required We hit up my favorite new burrito place, a recent phase but it's close to work and has cheap food. Invited me to go see a band play tomorrow night, we shall see. It depends on how much I want to crash and burn after golf tomorrow.
-I enjoy my foreign friends. Contact with them makes my day. They are just that awesome. Which reminds me that I'm supposed to be working on one of their projects instead of 20 of my own. Woops. Freaking writer's block goes away when I actually need it.
Tonight: The tire pressure light is on in my car and it's weirding me out. Cause it's not flat. But maybe it's about to go flat or something. I don't know, I'm still not smart enough for Jarvis. Every couple months I end up hitting that call button on the stearing wheel and shouting vulgarity that it then asks if that's who I want to place a call to. Go here: My Life in Closed Captions: "To call hell say dial."
Now: Jesus is staring at me. No, seriously. There's a picture of Jesus in my bedroom and he's looking at me. Freaking me out. Lord's Supper picture is leaning against a chair in my bedroom and staring at me. I have no idea where it came from but I came home and it's here. And now all I can think of is the Davinci Code. There's not a specific object on the table and there's a big space between you know who and you know who. And that's all I'm gonna say for those of you who haven't seen it/read the book. Although, I think that enough time has elapsed that if you actually had a desire to see/read it you would have by now. Both the book and the movie are excellent.
-Speaking of coming home, I get here, walk in and Mom's like, "What are you doing here?" And not in a pleasant fluffy tone, no. I called! And told Dad not to lock me out. You'd think he would relay the message, but on. Apparently he enjoys surprising her or something. But I learned he did enjoy the HeeHaw skit and he's currently helping me write lyrics to next year's already. Feeling special.
-Voice is officially back. I think. For the most part. Superwoman was enjoying the quiet version of me. Again, apparently I actually talk at work and act like a normal person. This is brand new information to me.
-Came home and watched Bones episodes on the DVR. huzzah!
Songs today: Chicago, the town of murder and mayhem
"I can't do it alone" - Chicago (2002)
"Watch this" yes I know all the words and actions, I'm that pathetic. but it's an excellent movie musical.
"We both reached for the gun" - Chicago
"Are you kidding?" love this one too.
Tomorrow is golf with the 2G gang. I'll have to upload pics of us all in our bright orange. I'm wondering whatever happened to my lazy time. Before on the weekends I did like nothing, then I got a job and I worked most of the days but there would always be that day where I stayed in bed and did absolutely nothing. I think that was all destroyed by camp. Maybe now that it's over it'll come back.
I'm watching that NSync video again and whatever happened to JC? I know Chris has some sort of clothing line, Joey was an actor, Justin Timberlake is Justin Timberlake and Lance has become some sort of an icon as well. I'm just curious since JC was like number 2 man in America for how many years and he just disappears? Yes, number 2 man Sketch. Justin being number one. Don't think I was saying he was trumped by one of those crazy BSB dues. Anyway, that was a while ago.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Camp J 2011 Highlights
prepare for a massively massive post. gone for a week but coming back with a vengeance.
DAY ONE:
-The Sideways Hat Theory
::: So, I have this theory. I call it the sideways hat theory. It goes something like this. I’m the boss. Well, me, Jim and Pastor, plus Phil, Liz, Jayne, Cantrell, Steve and Cherie. Those are all the section leaders. But I handled all the registrations, assignments, schedule, ordering stuff – my name is on everything they send in and everything that goes out. So, everyone associates camp with me. But! When they all show up and I wear my hat backwards and slightly sideways they walk straight past me because I look like a Junior Counselor. It’s awesome because they go to someone else with their problems…but then of course the adults they go to then come to me so I’m screwed anyway.
-“Get my Cantrell on”
::: Night patrol sucks. I didn’t realize that before I had to do it. People don’t give our usual guy enough credit. Seriously. Those 3rd graders kicked my butt. I couldn’t believe it. They were up later than the 8th graders. It was crazy, every time I walked by I was all “It’s passed lights out. Go to bed.” “We can’t sleep!” Try it anyway. Okay. So they would try. Then I’d walk by again a few minutes later and they were waving around glow sticks and laughing. Go to bed! “We can’t sleep!” “Close your eyes and count to 100.” Okay. So then they’d try that. Yeah, no. I wanted to yell Go to bed!! I want to shower and go to sleep!! Ahhh!! It was amusing though to sneak up to cabins and join in their conversations. They jumped.
-“Looks like I have junk”
::: The teen helpers this year rocked it. I was proud. Which is new, cause last year they were awful. Well, some of them anyway. My skits and worship crew was fantastic - got the kids to sing, played guitar, helped with skits. I was proud. And the teens are really funny. Especially when you get them all together to sing Pharaoh Pharaoh. It gets pretty intense. Got myself a new ringtone.
-I live my life behind the tab.
::: We have these songbooks with all of our music in them. The sacred songs are in the front and then there are silly songs in the back behind the tab. Everything is in alphabetical order but there’s a tab to separate the sacred from the silly. I like to think I live my life behind the tab, amongst the not so serious. That way I can jam out with My Bonnie, Catalina Madalina, and Three Myopic Rodents, argue about holes in buckets, and repeat after myself with The Bear Song all day long. Which is what I did this week at work while shelving. Well, that one and HeeHaw. Which I’ll get to shortly.
DAY TWO:
-Take ‘em to the bridge
::: Timberlake style. Saturday means taking the kids tubing down the river. It’s not the safest river but it’s fun. Steve and I took the front, checking for danger in the water and all that. Yes, danger in the water. “This was no boating accident!” There’s a lot of cars down there, and trees and metal and all that sticking out of the water. We start just right outside the gate where there is a bridge and we go past one bridge and to the second one to be picked up. It usually takes a couple hours to float all the way there but this time the water was pretty high so the current took us there in about an hour and a half.
-“This is about the time when Phil said there’s no water”
::: Last year the pipes got clogged and we didn’t have water for a few days. And, with all the timing, it started right when we got back from tubing so no one could shower and it was just disgusting. This year we were pulling in and Steve had brought up that last year this is when we learned about all that. And then Phil stepped into the bus and we all held our breath. I was like, “Steve! If he says there’s no water I’m blaming it on you!” Last year we hosed down a bunch of kids with an actual garden hose. Then told them to jump in the pool. Which, in turn, made the pool disgusting. One of many reasons why I chose not to swim in it. Which leads me to my next tidbit.
-“It stings and I know why!!”
::: There’s this line in Will and Grace that Karen says when she goes to one of her Step-Kids’ swim meets. “A public pool?! Why doesn’t somebody just pee directly on me?!” That one sticks with me, which is why I’m not so much into swimming anymore. This particular line came from one of the teen helpers about kids in the pool and when your eyes start to sting from the water. It’s not the chlorine.
-“Where’s your lost and found?”
::: It’s amazing what someone can find under a cone on the game field here at camp. One of our game helpers found a pair of boys’ underwear and it was funny because she carries them all the way up to the cafeteria holding on to as little a piece of them as possible, brings them to me and asks where the lost and found was. Then, with her perfect timing, the nurse was there and asked “Somebody lose their skivvies?” It was hilarious. I told her to put them on the table against the wall, that’s usually where our lost and found starts before it gets moved outside. Then the nurse was like, “Don’t put them there! I deal meds there!” I think it’s one of those things that you had to be there for but it was hysterical.
-Gracebook: God would friend you
::: Every year at camp we discuss possible future camp themes. Everyone keeps dissing my idea of Brokeback Camp J – which is probably not a good theme but I’ve been joking about it ever since the movie came out. Usually we throw out a bunch of weird ones when we’re writing the awards. This year, because it’s so hot, we decided to skip the awards all together and just go with the skits. That way it was over sooner. The possible theme for next year is The Ultimate Transformer. Liz already has some ideas rolling around for her song. But Pastor had also suggested Gracebook instead of Facebook – God’s Social Network or something like that. I found it amusing. But the t-shirts would be cool. We like to keep them related to TV shows, movies, music – that way the kids can tie them to them. Like this year it was Jesus is my Guiding Light so there was a lot of soap opera drama – even the kitchen help did a skit at the campfire – year before that it was Extreme Makeover: God’s Edition, few years before that it was Survivor in Christ based on the Survivor show, we’ve also done Fear Factor, and Mission Possible – not impossible, possible….and many others. But it’s cool to have that tie-in so the kids are excited about it.
- “I can’t believe I turned around for that”
::: Ever since we did the theme “Survivor in Christ” like 5-6 years ago, maybe more, we have all the cabins come up with their own cabin cheer. Some of them are really original, some of them not so much. I guess it depends on your perspective. If you’re a 5th grade boy and don’t like campfire, singing, or cheers, watching the 7th grade girls form a line and spell dynamite wrong probably isn’t all that appealing. Not that he noticed you spell it with an A and not an O. We did. Whatever. The point was that there were so many of the 7th grade girls that we didn’t have space enough for them to spread out to do their cheer so we made everyone turn around on their benches to see them do it in the back where there was more room. Long story short he was not a fan.
DAY THREE:
-And *pbbb* You Was Gone.
::: Sunday’s events always include breakfast, camp cleanup, church service and the skits right after it. I give the kids the skits when they get stuck with us for an hour during the day when they make their rounds. We go over the songs and then the skits then we kick them out for their next period. But, in the case for the 7th/8th boys and 8th grade girls their skit was a song. And not just any song. Oh yeah. It was The song. You know the one I’m talking about. The one I’ve been talking about for a few weeks now. Posting and reposting the video. Singing while I’m shelving. Driving everyone nuts with it. That’s right. HeeHaw. Yes, I made them do HeeHaw. I’ve reached the ultimate low. But they loved it. As did the parents. Of course in my intro I had to tell them how I heard about the skit in the first place and blamed it all on my dad and his DVR. But the parents loved the whole thing and requested for it to be an annual thing. Guess I’ll be writing more verses. Originally we were going to make them sing one verse then have one grade perform their skits, then have them be an interlude then move up to the next grade, lather, rinse, repeat but, me being as unorganized as I am, totally forgot. So, we just made them do it all at the end. It was a battle royale. Girls vs. Boys. Girls sang one verse and the refrain and the boys answered with a different verse and refrain. I think I ended with about 6 verses. And on the last one the boys sang the verse and we all joined in on the refrain, yelling it in each other’s faces. I’ll have to upload the video. We got the last one on tape. Hysterical.
-“Jansen!”
::: So, we were making our usual teen camp grocery run on Sunday afternoon after the teens had started to arrive. We planned on getting food for supper plus supplies for Monday at least. It’s ridiculous how much food 29 teens go through in a couple of days. So, we’re driving and we see all these clothes and a towel on the gravel. It looked like they had fallen off the top of someone’s car. Turns out they had fallen out the back. We pulled on to the highway and saw one of our helpers stranded on the side. His fuel pump went out. Jim lent him his phone and he called his mom. And this guy is over 60 so his mom is probably pretty far up there. Anyway, she was apparently hard of hearing, so he had to repeat things about 20 times, getting louder each time. We tried not to laugh, but when you’re in this weather and you’re miserable, even the tiniest things can be hysterical. I swear we heard the word JANSEN!!! in that phone call more than most southern Nebraskan’s have in their entire life. We ended up just towing him back home, then coming back and going grocery shopping. It didn’t take too much longer. I fell asleep after playing Angry Birds. Jim claims that I slept-talked about evil green pigs. There was a lot of yelling the following words throughout camp because of this incident: “Jansen.” “Rock Creek Station.” “Jansen!” “PFD Road” “JANSEN!” “I’m between Steele City and Endicott!” “JANSEN!!!”
-Ben’s Little Blue Slew
::: Turns out that teens will eat or drink anything. Even if it looks like the color of the river they went tubing on. Tang + raspberry lemonade + grape juice = A disgusting looking dirty river-colored drink. It was surprisingly delightful. I think that’s true for a lot of things at camp though. Everything tastes better at camp. Like, I hate Gatorade. I can’t stand it. Especially that fruit punch crap. I have no idea why. But at camp, it’s awesome. Maybe it’s because we’re so hungry and we’re so thirsty so, because it’s sustenance, it’s perfection. But it’s gotta be something more. I mean, at teen camp we’re spoiled. Steaks, burgers, pizza, tacos, fancy breakfast stuff. Much better than I eat at my apartment.
-Chickens In The Sandbox
::: One of the other counselors here was talking about her chickens. They live in town but her daughter talked her into buying chickens. So they keep them in their backyard in their old jungle gym thing. You know where you got like the two levels with the sandbox on bottom then the slide and the triangle roof and all that. Yeah, her kids weren’t using it anymore so they put boards around the sandbox, took the ladder and put it sideways and they love it. And apparently chickens aren’t actually chicken. In the scared sense of the word. They chase right after you. Then try to come in the house after the dogs do. But, of course they’re not allowed in so they end up tapping the glass door with their beaks while the dogs stare at them through it. Reminds me of Carter when we’re at the farm in the winter. He looks out at the outdoor cats and says, “Haha, I’m inside in the warm and you’re out in the snow. Look at me, all nice and warm. I shall walk back and forth in front of this window strutting and bragging because I’m so cool and you’re just cold.” Okay, so he doesn’t actually say that…out loud. But I swear that’s what he’s thinking. Just like right now when he’s staring at me like, “Why aren’t you feeding me? You left me alone with your sister for a week and she just laughed at how fat I am and made fun of the bullseye on my side. She thinks I want to eat her. I wouldn’t have to if she feeds me more. Talk to her. Tell her I need more food. And treats. I like treats.” I need to stop using the Garfield/Carter voice, it’s freaking me out. “PS – she stole your DVD and made fun of your Marshmallow Mateys. She didn’t listen when I tried to tell her that Second Sister talked you into buying them.”
-Do you have a concussion?
::: Sometimes you do have to worry about teens in the pool. You know when they hit their head on the side and one of them says, “Do you have a concussion? Quick what number am I thinking of?” When the one who hit her head replies with “Pizza” it’s time to get out of the pool. Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the water… Well, there’s that and one of them wearing 2 right shoes tubing down the river. But it was her mom that packed them.
-the Thing and the Thing
::: So, Sketch and I have this thing. Where we’ve been friends for so long that we know what each other is thinking. We call it “the Thing and the Thing”. Because that’s what it is. Sometimes it’s really amusing. Especially when you live thousands of miles apart, haven’t talked in days and decide to text each other at the exact same minute. Apparently we can only be apart for so long.
-You’ll shoot your eye out!
::: I’m in a quandary. Ken gave me a slingshot. A homemade one. With a lead bullet. Mine is red. He gave Jim a black one. The quandary is that if I shoot it inside I’ll break something but if I shoot it outside I’ll lose my bullet. But I want to shoot it. I’m glad I got the red one. When he was showing Jim how to shoot the black one the rubber band came off and hit him in the face. These can apparently shoot through a deck of cards.
-Everybody Loves Jim
::: More quandaries. I have two ideas for this year’s song. Either I rewrite “Everybody Loves Me” by OneRepublic to “Everybody Loves Jim” cause I keep telling him it’s his theme song or I take “Sitting, Waiting, Wishing” by Jack Johnson and stick in my camp highlights like always. I’m leaning toward the latter. And I’ll make “Everybody Loves Jim” an ongoing project. "And he shall be called, Wonderful Counselor, Mighty Electronic Wizard, Everlasting Chef, Prince of Camp." He and I are stuck with camp for all of eternity. Or so we’ve been told. Maybe I’ll scrap them both and rewrite “16 Military Wives” by the Decemberists. I’m hooked on that freaking song. – I wrote this one earlier, I started with the Jack Johnson one and have made progress but nothing final. It’s harder to write a parody by yourself when you’re used to having your Delayed…Reaction partner helping you. He chose to get engaged this weekend instead. Which is probably a better choice, considering we’re all crazy and it was super hot outside.
-Everlasting HeeHaw on the wall
::: Every year at teen camp we watch movies on the wall. And it’s tradition that at least one of them is cheesy. So, when Ken brought me a copy of the 10th Anniversary of HeeHaw filmed in 1978 I couldn’t say no. Especially after putting everybody through that skit. Oh. My. God. I thought that thing was never ending. And now, I’m gonna have to buy it online for Dad because I know he’d love it cause it’s filled with all these musical performances and their best skits and all that. And he’s gonna make me watch it with him. Again. Crap. Just reminds me of Roseanne Roseannadanna. “and I thought I was gonna die!”
-Oreos on my stomach
::: Yes, on my stomach. See, I’m the cool aunt. I stuff my nieces with oreos and send them to bed. But that only works when there aren’t 100 other kids around. It causes stampedes. So when they came toward me I shoved the box under my shirt. And it just looked like I had swallowed the box whole. Claire just kept laughing and couldn’t stop. Then she punched me in the stomach and it was hilarious cause you could hear the crunch. The kids looked over and I made her stand in front of me. “What was that?” “Nothing. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
-It’s official. I’m old.
::: Oh my god, so Noel and I were playing Apples to Apples with all the kids – we started it actually and they joined in, but it was awful because there’s such a generation gap. References/People the kids didn’t know: Austin Powers, Al Pacino, Jack Nicholson, Casablanca, Mahatma Gandhi, Georgia O’Keefe, …. See, I’m only 23. And with my daily routine that puts me as usually the youngest at what I’m doing – directing camps, working at the desk, etc. So it’s weird for me to actually have to explain something to a younger generation while feeling totally sad that they’ve missed out on life.
-Freaking Spiders.
::: I’m covered in bites. At first I thought they were all mosquito bites. Now that one on my foot has made my ankle swell to twice its size they say it’s an allergic reaction to something – possibly a spider. Maybe it was Aragog and his children. Don’t they live in the woods? or the Forbidden Forest. Our woods were filled with poison ivy, that makes them forbidden, right?
DAY FOUR:
-Tubing down the Little Blue
::: I stayed back while the kids went tubing. I was exhausted, plus my foot was all swelled and I didn’t want to have to walk down a river after the water had dropped a foot dragging my ankle through all the gross. I worked on the song. And watched Warehouse 13. Cause I’m awesome like that.
-The Slow Clap
::: Another theme at camp is somehow we always end up slow clapping someone. This time it was slow clapping a song. We sang Awesome God at campfire and he was playing it a little slower than what we’re used to so we were clapping and it was like super super long time between claps. Abnormal even. So Bailey and I were like “Screw it! Double Time!” Fixed it.
-“Woops, shouldn’t dance to that.”
::: A lot of our songs have actions, especially the sacred ones. There’s a lot of crosses and lifting your arms up and clapping and all that. Our favorite one to dance to is Pharaoh Pharoah. Or King Jesus is All. But sometimes we get really into it and dance to the others. Even when it’s on a somber note. So, when you’re leading, and end up dancing to a line that goes something like, “There in the ground his body lay” you should probably tone it down a little.
-More teen help hysteria
::: So, one of the kids has those round glasses like Harry Potter and a girl was trying to ask him if he got those glasses because he was a Harry Potter fan. But she didn’t word it correctly and even though we/he knew what she meant his reply was, “No, I got them because I have bad eyesight.” This was in the middle of a game of Apples to Apples – yet again, as that’s basically the only board game we play. Even though it isn’t technically a board game because it’s just cards and no board. Well, the played Twister too. Which, again, not a board game.
-Cosmo’s War of the Planets
::: A few years ago Jim and I went to town and bought a load of cheesy movies for a dollar at Walmart. One of them had 4 movies on a single disc and they were all about alien invasions and encounters in outer space. The best out of all the four was called Cosmo’s “War of the Planets”. The plot is confusing, the characters are conflicting – even their names change halfway through the movie – the sound effects are non-existent and the music is far too loud. But, the movie is so cheesy that it’s fantastic. And it came out the same year as Star Wars so it really had no chance. We were thinking that the filmmakers of this one went to see Star Wars after they made theirs and said, “Well crap.” There were a lot more kids that watched it this year – usually it’s just the adults and the kids play Capture the Flag. That’s hardcore intensity in a game. Pure darkness. They get pretty into it. We only made it halfway through the movie before it was lights out.
DAY FIVE:
-Take me out to the Bowl Yard.
::: Every year we take the teens bowling. Mostly because it’s hot and after we added that extra day we ran out of organized activities to do with them. Anyway, we have to call ahead to reserve the place and we took up all but one lane. Mass hysteria. Every year we have our usual group bowl together but this year I was not only out Boggs, Martha and Cory I also lost Megz and Beth aka Boomer and Chickenfro so it was just me and Jim as the usuals. Plus Beck and Giggles aka Heidie who we bowled with last year. Yes we all have nicknames. Jim is Obi-Wan, Josh is Badger, and I’m Maynard. They originated the first year and we’ve stuck with them. I think Scuba Steve bowled with us last year too. But we try to keep the adults together, that way we give the kids a chance. HA! I sucked it up, majorly. I got like 1 strike in 3 games plus some spares. Or no, wait, was it four games? We stayed longer cause it was so hot outside and nice and cool in there. Whatever, my point is that I haven’t always sucked. In high school we did a section on it for P.E. and went bowling to learn how to keep score manually. I bowled a turkey aka three strikes in a row and got a high five from Tutor Hahm who was the teacher and not actually a Tutor or one of our teachers anymore either. After my Sophomore year he became Mr. Hahm. Now he’s Mr. Hahm and far far away… yet we still call him Tutor Hahm. It’s one of those things, you meet him that way as a Freshman and the name sticks. Plus bowling with us means the return of the slow clap. Last year we figured out that it doesn't matter how good you are - if we slow clap you you'll get a gutter ball. My favorite line from last year: "We won't judge you. We may slow clap you, but we won't judge you." That was one of mine.
-Thank you for calling Salty Dog Escort Service – I’ll have the extra salty please.
::: So, we went to Walmart to get soda pop after ordering 10 pizzas from Pizza Hut. Then picked up the pizzas and realized that wasn’t enough for over 30 people, especially with how many boys were there, so we ran back to Walmart and had perfect timing cause – okay, you know when you see someone who clearly just doesn’t blend in or look like they belong there. Like, one of these things is not like the other? Walmart in Nebraska is filled with hicks with redneck tans. This chick was about 6 foot with her black stilletos and skirt that was about 10 inches too short. And I’m of course with two older guys who just couldn’t stop laughing and making jokes about an escort service. “Where do you want to go?” “Well, let’s start at Walmart and go from there.” There isn’t a lot of options in that town. Other than Ray’s Apple Market and some bar called Wally’s. I just remember commenting on her and something about inches and Obi-Wan replied “Not every inch! Why would anyone want every inch of that?!”
-So close yet so far…
::: And a Budweiser plant. Which is just out of our reach and haunts our dreams. Not that we’d be stupid enough to bring alcohol to camp. We already had to call in the cops on our kids once. That was not a fun year. But it made for a good coming back to school story. “What’d you do this summer?” “Got a job, went swimming, taught VBS. What about you?” “Oh you know, directed a kids camp, caught them with alcohol, stayed up the whole night interviewing kids and decided to call the cops around 4AM who then showed up with their K9 unit and tore apart one of the cabins. Then got to hang out with the Sheriff while they searched the grounds. You know, the usual.”
-The Impossible Bedbugs vs. the Unstoppable Squiters
::: We try to play softball every year and make the teams semi-even. It was crazy this year though because we had the better team yet we kept getting smoked and 5-runned. BUT! We caught up! We were down by like 12, held them and were within 3 with the bases loaded and 2 out. Didn’t turn out in our favor but it was fun. I was stoked Scuba Steve and I got to be on the same team. That rarely happens.
-Impromptu Dance Party
::: So, a few years ago when we were talking about things to do with the teens someone suggested having a dance, to which another person replied, that would be lame. Which, it would be. If it was scheduled and planned. However, if someone happened to be playing music on their laptop while they waited for certain adults to come out and finish Cosmo’s with her and others surrounding her said, play some NSYNC and she just happened to have some, an impromptu dance party might take place. And it did. For half an hour. With my music. And Bailey’s ipod for Party in the USA. Another age gap thing I think. Miley Cyrus isn’t my strongpoint.
-Cosmo’s War of the Planets take two
::: Finished the Cosmo’s. Did I mention we watch it every year since we’ve bought it. It’s hysterical. Even though it’s not supposed to be. So finished that and then watched Clue. Which is another tradition. Those are basically the two movies we watch. Plus a serious one if we have time. The first night we decided to watch HeeHaw instead.
DAY SIX:
-I hate mornings.
::: Breakfast at 8:30, then camp cleanup, packing up the trailer and closing service all done before 12:30. Shock. Usually we’re there ‘til at least 2. Church was fun, Hillman is a great speaker and we sang more than anything else. The teens this year were very impressive voice-wise. Josh was loving it. We ended with King Jesus is All – actions included “Weeellllll….” – followed closely by Someday. Which the kids soon learned is not my favorite song after singing for 5 days straight. My voice is shot. Completely. And that’s high soprano stuff. Never-ending high soprano stuff. It sucks. But the song is great. Another fun ringtone. I enjoy leading it, lots of clapping and all that. It’s semi-dorky but sounds totally awesome.
-Stumbling Isn’t Falling
::: That may be, but why would you use that as a slogan for a chiropractor clinic? It’s interesting the buildings you pass by in small towns. I love the historic buildings, they’re so pretty. Small towns are so cool. I miss small town life/farm life. You could see the stars. Camp was awesome cause the skies were clear at night. Wish I had a camera that could take actual pictures of stars, not just pitch black screens. The drive back went okay – and of course we had to stop for McDonalds as is tradition. Me, Scuba Steve and Obi-Wan go every year. Sit in practically the same booth and get basically the same thing. Except this year I went for the chicken selects over the hamburger. All in all it was a good year. Nobody had to go home from homesickness, nobody got majorly injured, we didn’t have to call the cops… And! Guess what I got to drive through on my way back home….. JANSEN!!
The song that started it all: "Pop" NSync
aka the impromptu dance party. it started here, went to backstreet boys, spice girls, bieber, miley, cupid shuffle, etc etc etc ended with the cha cha slide. this is my favorite of their videos. yes i was a fan. get over it.
The song to end all songs: "Where Oh Where" HeeHaw
was super proud of my 7th and 8th graders for pulling this off. now just gotta write more verses for next year.
DAY ONE:
-The Sideways Hat Theory
::: So, I have this theory. I call it the sideways hat theory. It goes something like this. I’m the boss. Well, me, Jim and Pastor, plus Phil, Liz, Jayne, Cantrell, Steve and Cherie. Those are all the section leaders. But I handled all the registrations, assignments, schedule, ordering stuff – my name is on everything they send in and everything that goes out. So, everyone associates camp with me. But! When they all show up and I wear my hat backwards and slightly sideways they walk straight past me because I look like a Junior Counselor. It’s awesome because they go to someone else with their problems…but then of course the adults they go to then come to me so I’m screwed anyway.
-“Get my Cantrell on”
::: Night patrol sucks. I didn’t realize that before I had to do it. People don’t give our usual guy enough credit. Seriously. Those 3rd graders kicked my butt. I couldn’t believe it. They were up later than the 8th graders. It was crazy, every time I walked by I was all “It’s passed lights out. Go to bed.” “We can’t sleep!” Try it anyway. Okay. So they would try. Then I’d walk by again a few minutes later and they were waving around glow sticks and laughing. Go to bed! “We can’t sleep!” “Close your eyes and count to 100.” Okay. So then they’d try that. Yeah, no. I wanted to yell Go to bed!! I want to shower and go to sleep!! Ahhh!! It was amusing though to sneak up to cabins and join in their conversations. They jumped.
-“Looks like I have junk”
::: The teen helpers this year rocked it. I was proud. Which is new, cause last year they were awful. Well, some of them anyway. My skits and worship crew was fantastic - got the kids to sing, played guitar, helped with skits. I was proud. And the teens are really funny. Especially when you get them all together to sing Pharaoh Pharaoh. It gets pretty intense. Got myself a new ringtone.
-I live my life behind the tab.
::: We have these songbooks with all of our music in them. The sacred songs are in the front and then there are silly songs in the back behind the tab. Everything is in alphabetical order but there’s a tab to separate the sacred from the silly. I like to think I live my life behind the tab, amongst the not so serious. That way I can jam out with My Bonnie, Catalina Madalina, and Three Myopic Rodents, argue about holes in buckets, and repeat after myself with The Bear Song all day long. Which is what I did this week at work while shelving. Well, that one and HeeHaw. Which I’ll get to shortly.
DAY TWO:
-Take ‘em to the bridge
::: Timberlake style. Saturday means taking the kids tubing down the river. It’s not the safest river but it’s fun. Steve and I took the front, checking for danger in the water and all that. Yes, danger in the water. “This was no boating accident!” There’s a lot of cars down there, and trees and metal and all that sticking out of the water. We start just right outside the gate where there is a bridge and we go past one bridge and to the second one to be picked up. It usually takes a couple hours to float all the way there but this time the water was pretty high so the current took us there in about an hour and a half.
-“This is about the time when Phil said there’s no water”
::: Last year the pipes got clogged and we didn’t have water for a few days. And, with all the timing, it started right when we got back from tubing so no one could shower and it was just disgusting. This year we were pulling in and Steve had brought up that last year this is when we learned about all that. And then Phil stepped into the bus and we all held our breath. I was like, “Steve! If he says there’s no water I’m blaming it on you!” Last year we hosed down a bunch of kids with an actual garden hose. Then told them to jump in the pool. Which, in turn, made the pool disgusting. One of many reasons why I chose not to swim in it. Which leads me to my next tidbit.
-“It stings and I know why!!”
::: There’s this line in Will and Grace that Karen says when she goes to one of her Step-Kids’ swim meets. “A public pool?! Why doesn’t somebody just pee directly on me?!” That one sticks with me, which is why I’m not so much into swimming anymore. This particular line came from one of the teen helpers about kids in the pool and when your eyes start to sting from the water. It’s not the chlorine.
-“Where’s your lost and found?”
::: It’s amazing what someone can find under a cone on the game field here at camp. One of our game helpers found a pair of boys’ underwear and it was funny because she carries them all the way up to the cafeteria holding on to as little a piece of them as possible, brings them to me and asks where the lost and found was. Then, with her perfect timing, the nurse was there and asked “Somebody lose their skivvies?” It was hilarious. I told her to put them on the table against the wall, that’s usually where our lost and found starts before it gets moved outside. Then the nurse was like, “Don’t put them there! I deal meds there!” I think it’s one of those things that you had to be there for but it was hysterical.
-Gracebook: God would friend you
::: Every year at camp we discuss possible future camp themes. Everyone keeps dissing my idea of Brokeback Camp J – which is probably not a good theme but I’ve been joking about it ever since the movie came out. Usually we throw out a bunch of weird ones when we’re writing the awards. This year, because it’s so hot, we decided to skip the awards all together and just go with the skits. That way it was over sooner. The possible theme for next year is The Ultimate Transformer. Liz already has some ideas rolling around for her song. But Pastor had also suggested Gracebook instead of Facebook – God’s Social Network or something like that. I found it amusing. But the t-shirts would be cool. We like to keep them related to TV shows, movies, music – that way the kids can tie them to them. Like this year it was Jesus is my Guiding Light so there was a lot of soap opera drama – even the kitchen help did a skit at the campfire – year before that it was Extreme Makeover: God’s Edition, few years before that it was Survivor in Christ based on the Survivor show, we’ve also done Fear Factor, and Mission Possible – not impossible, possible….and many others. But it’s cool to have that tie-in so the kids are excited about it.
- “I can’t believe I turned around for that”
::: Ever since we did the theme “Survivor in Christ” like 5-6 years ago, maybe more, we have all the cabins come up with their own cabin cheer. Some of them are really original, some of them not so much. I guess it depends on your perspective. If you’re a 5th grade boy and don’t like campfire, singing, or cheers, watching the 7th grade girls form a line and spell dynamite wrong probably isn’t all that appealing. Not that he noticed you spell it with an A and not an O. We did. Whatever. The point was that there were so many of the 7th grade girls that we didn’t have space enough for them to spread out to do their cheer so we made everyone turn around on their benches to see them do it in the back where there was more room. Long story short he was not a fan.
DAY THREE:
-And *pbbb* You Was Gone.
::: Sunday’s events always include breakfast, camp cleanup, church service and the skits right after it. I give the kids the skits when they get stuck with us for an hour during the day when they make their rounds. We go over the songs and then the skits then we kick them out for their next period. But, in the case for the 7th/8th boys and 8th grade girls their skit was a song. And not just any song. Oh yeah. It was The song. You know the one I’m talking about. The one I’ve been talking about for a few weeks now. Posting and reposting the video. Singing while I’m shelving. Driving everyone nuts with it. That’s right. HeeHaw. Yes, I made them do HeeHaw. I’ve reached the ultimate low. But they loved it. As did the parents. Of course in my intro I had to tell them how I heard about the skit in the first place and blamed it all on my dad and his DVR. But the parents loved the whole thing and requested for it to be an annual thing. Guess I’ll be writing more verses. Originally we were going to make them sing one verse then have one grade perform their skits, then have them be an interlude then move up to the next grade, lather, rinse, repeat but, me being as unorganized as I am, totally forgot. So, we just made them do it all at the end. It was a battle royale. Girls vs. Boys. Girls sang one verse and the refrain and the boys answered with a different verse and refrain. I think I ended with about 6 verses. And on the last one the boys sang the verse and we all joined in on the refrain, yelling it in each other’s faces. I’ll have to upload the video. We got the last one on tape. Hysterical.
-“Jansen!”
::: So, we were making our usual teen camp grocery run on Sunday afternoon after the teens had started to arrive. We planned on getting food for supper plus supplies for Monday at least. It’s ridiculous how much food 29 teens go through in a couple of days. So, we’re driving and we see all these clothes and a towel on the gravel. It looked like they had fallen off the top of someone’s car. Turns out they had fallen out the back. We pulled on to the highway and saw one of our helpers stranded on the side. His fuel pump went out. Jim lent him his phone and he called his mom. And this guy is over 60 so his mom is probably pretty far up there. Anyway, she was apparently hard of hearing, so he had to repeat things about 20 times, getting louder each time. We tried not to laugh, but when you’re in this weather and you’re miserable, even the tiniest things can be hysterical. I swear we heard the word JANSEN!!! in that phone call more than most southern Nebraskan’s have in their entire life. We ended up just towing him back home, then coming back and going grocery shopping. It didn’t take too much longer. I fell asleep after playing Angry Birds. Jim claims that I slept-talked about evil green pigs. There was a lot of yelling the following words throughout camp because of this incident: “Jansen.” “Rock Creek Station.” “Jansen!” “PFD Road” “JANSEN!” “I’m between Steele City and Endicott!” “JANSEN!!!”
-Ben’s Little Blue Slew
::: Turns out that teens will eat or drink anything. Even if it looks like the color of the river they went tubing on. Tang + raspberry lemonade + grape juice = A disgusting looking dirty river-colored drink. It was surprisingly delightful. I think that’s true for a lot of things at camp though. Everything tastes better at camp. Like, I hate Gatorade. I can’t stand it. Especially that fruit punch crap. I have no idea why. But at camp, it’s awesome. Maybe it’s because we’re so hungry and we’re so thirsty so, because it’s sustenance, it’s perfection. But it’s gotta be something more. I mean, at teen camp we’re spoiled. Steaks, burgers, pizza, tacos, fancy breakfast stuff. Much better than I eat at my apartment.
-Chickens In The Sandbox
::: One of the other counselors here was talking about her chickens. They live in town but her daughter talked her into buying chickens. So they keep them in their backyard in their old jungle gym thing. You know where you got like the two levels with the sandbox on bottom then the slide and the triangle roof and all that. Yeah, her kids weren’t using it anymore so they put boards around the sandbox, took the ladder and put it sideways and they love it. And apparently chickens aren’t actually chicken. In the scared sense of the word. They chase right after you. Then try to come in the house after the dogs do. But, of course they’re not allowed in so they end up tapping the glass door with their beaks while the dogs stare at them through it. Reminds me of Carter when we’re at the farm in the winter. He looks out at the outdoor cats and says, “Haha, I’m inside in the warm and you’re out in the snow. Look at me, all nice and warm. I shall walk back and forth in front of this window strutting and bragging because I’m so cool and you’re just cold.” Okay, so he doesn’t actually say that…out loud. But I swear that’s what he’s thinking. Just like right now when he’s staring at me like, “Why aren’t you feeding me? You left me alone with your sister for a week and she just laughed at how fat I am and made fun of the bullseye on my side. She thinks I want to eat her. I wouldn’t have to if she feeds me more. Talk to her. Tell her I need more food. And treats. I like treats.” I need to stop using the Garfield/Carter voice, it’s freaking me out. “PS – she stole your DVD and made fun of your Marshmallow Mateys. She didn’t listen when I tried to tell her that Second Sister talked you into buying them.”
-Do you have a concussion?
::: Sometimes you do have to worry about teens in the pool. You know when they hit their head on the side and one of them says, “Do you have a concussion? Quick what number am I thinking of?” When the one who hit her head replies with “Pizza” it’s time to get out of the pool. Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the water… Well, there’s that and one of them wearing 2 right shoes tubing down the river. But it was her mom that packed them.
-the Thing and the Thing
::: So, Sketch and I have this thing. Where we’ve been friends for so long that we know what each other is thinking. We call it “the Thing and the Thing”. Because that’s what it is. Sometimes it’s really amusing. Especially when you live thousands of miles apart, haven’t talked in days and decide to text each other at the exact same minute. Apparently we can only be apart for so long.
-You’ll shoot your eye out!
::: I’m in a quandary. Ken gave me a slingshot. A homemade one. With a lead bullet. Mine is red. He gave Jim a black one. The quandary is that if I shoot it inside I’ll break something but if I shoot it outside I’ll lose my bullet. But I want to shoot it. I’m glad I got the red one. When he was showing Jim how to shoot the black one the rubber band came off and hit him in the face. These can apparently shoot through a deck of cards.
-Everybody Loves Jim
::: More quandaries. I have two ideas for this year’s song. Either I rewrite “Everybody Loves Me” by OneRepublic to “Everybody Loves Jim” cause I keep telling him it’s his theme song or I take “Sitting, Waiting, Wishing” by Jack Johnson and stick in my camp highlights like always. I’m leaning toward the latter. And I’ll make “Everybody Loves Jim” an ongoing project. "And he shall be called, Wonderful Counselor, Mighty Electronic Wizard, Everlasting Chef, Prince of Camp." He and I are stuck with camp for all of eternity. Or so we’ve been told. Maybe I’ll scrap them both and rewrite “16 Military Wives” by the Decemberists. I’m hooked on that freaking song. – I wrote this one earlier, I started with the Jack Johnson one and have made progress but nothing final. It’s harder to write a parody by yourself when you’re used to having your Delayed…Reaction partner helping you. He chose to get engaged this weekend instead. Which is probably a better choice, considering we’re all crazy and it was super hot outside.
-Everlasting HeeHaw on the wall
::: Every year at teen camp we watch movies on the wall. And it’s tradition that at least one of them is cheesy. So, when Ken brought me a copy of the 10th Anniversary of HeeHaw filmed in 1978 I couldn’t say no. Especially after putting everybody through that skit. Oh. My. God. I thought that thing was never ending. And now, I’m gonna have to buy it online for Dad because I know he’d love it cause it’s filled with all these musical performances and their best skits and all that. And he’s gonna make me watch it with him. Again. Crap. Just reminds me of Roseanne Roseannadanna. “and I thought I was gonna die!”
-Oreos on my stomach
::: Yes, on my stomach. See, I’m the cool aunt. I stuff my nieces with oreos and send them to bed. But that only works when there aren’t 100 other kids around. It causes stampedes. So when they came toward me I shoved the box under my shirt. And it just looked like I had swallowed the box whole. Claire just kept laughing and couldn’t stop. Then she punched me in the stomach and it was hilarious cause you could hear the crunch. The kids looked over and I made her stand in front of me. “What was that?” “Nothing. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
-It’s official. I’m old.
::: Oh my god, so Noel and I were playing Apples to Apples with all the kids – we started it actually and they joined in, but it was awful because there’s such a generation gap. References/People the kids didn’t know: Austin Powers, Al Pacino, Jack Nicholson, Casablanca, Mahatma Gandhi, Georgia O’Keefe, …. See, I’m only 23. And with my daily routine that puts me as usually the youngest at what I’m doing – directing camps, working at the desk, etc. So it’s weird for me to actually have to explain something to a younger generation while feeling totally sad that they’ve missed out on life.
-Freaking Spiders.
::: I’m covered in bites. At first I thought they were all mosquito bites. Now that one on my foot has made my ankle swell to twice its size they say it’s an allergic reaction to something – possibly a spider. Maybe it was Aragog and his children. Don’t they live in the woods? or the Forbidden Forest. Our woods were filled with poison ivy, that makes them forbidden, right?
DAY FOUR:
-Tubing down the Little Blue
::: I stayed back while the kids went tubing. I was exhausted, plus my foot was all swelled and I didn’t want to have to walk down a river after the water had dropped a foot dragging my ankle through all the gross. I worked on the song. And watched Warehouse 13. Cause I’m awesome like that.
-The Slow Clap
::: Another theme at camp is somehow we always end up slow clapping someone. This time it was slow clapping a song. We sang Awesome God at campfire and he was playing it a little slower than what we’re used to so we were clapping and it was like super super long time between claps. Abnormal even. So Bailey and I were like “Screw it! Double Time!” Fixed it.
-“Woops, shouldn’t dance to that.”
::: A lot of our songs have actions, especially the sacred ones. There’s a lot of crosses and lifting your arms up and clapping and all that. Our favorite one to dance to is Pharaoh Pharoah. Or King Jesus is All. But sometimes we get really into it and dance to the others. Even when it’s on a somber note. So, when you’re leading, and end up dancing to a line that goes something like, “There in the ground his body lay” you should probably tone it down a little.
-More teen help hysteria
::: So, one of the kids has those round glasses like Harry Potter and a girl was trying to ask him if he got those glasses because he was a Harry Potter fan. But she didn’t word it correctly and even though we/he knew what she meant his reply was, “No, I got them because I have bad eyesight.” This was in the middle of a game of Apples to Apples – yet again, as that’s basically the only board game we play. Even though it isn’t technically a board game because it’s just cards and no board. Well, the played Twister too. Which, again, not a board game.
-Cosmo’s War of the Planets
::: A few years ago Jim and I went to town and bought a load of cheesy movies for a dollar at Walmart. One of them had 4 movies on a single disc and they were all about alien invasions and encounters in outer space. The best out of all the four was called Cosmo’s “War of the Planets”. The plot is confusing, the characters are conflicting – even their names change halfway through the movie – the sound effects are non-existent and the music is far too loud. But, the movie is so cheesy that it’s fantastic. And it came out the same year as Star Wars so it really had no chance. We were thinking that the filmmakers of this one went to see Star Wars after they made theirs and said, “Well crap.” There were a lot more kids that watched it this year – usually it’s just the adults and the kids play Capture the Flag. That’s hardcore intensity in a game. Pure darkness. They get pretty into it. We only made it halfway through the movie before it was lights out.
DAY FIVE:
-Take me out to the Bowl Yard.
::: Every year we take the teens bowling. Mostly because it’s hot and after we added that extra day we ran out of organized activities to do with them. Anyway, we have to call ahead to reserve the place and we took up all but one lane. Mass hysteria. Every year we have our usual group bowl together but this year I was not only out Boggs, Martha and Cory I also lost Megz and Beth aka Boomer and Chickenfro so it was just me and Jim as the usuals. Plus Beck and Giggles aka Heidie who we bowled with last year. Yes we all have nicknames. Jim is Obi-Wan, Josh is Badger, and I’m Maynard. They originated the first year and we’ve stuck with them. I think Scuba Steve bowled with us last year too. But we try to keep the adults together, that way we give the kids a chance. HA! I sucked it up, majorly. I got like 1 strike in 3 games plus some spares. Or no, wait, was it four games? We stayed longer cause it was so hot outside and nice and cool in there. Whatever, my point is that I haven’t always sucked. In high school we did a section on it for P.E. and went bowling to learn how to keep score manually. I bowled a turkey aka three strikes in a row and got a high five from Tutor Hahm who was the teacher and not actually a Tutor or one of our teachers anymore either. After my Sophomore year he became Mr. Hahm. Now he’s Mr. Hahm and far far away… yet we still call him Tutor Hahm. It’s one of those things, you meet him that way as a Freshman and the name sticks. Plus bowling with us means the return of the slow clap. Last year we figured out that it doesn't matter how good you are - if we slow clap you you'll get a gutter ball. My favorite line from last year: "We won't judge you. We may slow clap you, but we won't judge you." That was one of mine.
-Thank you for calling Salty Dog Escort Service – I’ll have the extra salty please.
::: So, we went to Walmart to get soda pop after ordering 10 pizzas from Pizza Hut. Then picked up the pizzas and realized that wasn’t enough for over 30 people, especially with how many boys were there, so we ran back to Walmart and had perfect timing cause – okay, you know when you see someone who clearly just doesn’t blend in or look like they belong there. Like, one of these things is not like the other? Walmart in Nebraska is filled with hicks with redneck tans. This chick was about 6 foot with her black stilletos and skirt that was about 10 inches too short. And I’m of course with two older guys who just couldn’t stop laughing and making jokes about an escort service. “Where do you want to go?” “Well, let’s start at Walmart and go from there.” There isn’t a lot of options in that town. Other than Ray’s Apple Market and some bar called Wally’s. I just remember commenting on her and something about inches and Obi-Wan replied “Not every inch! Why would anyone want every inch of that?!”
-So close yet so far…
::: And a Budweiser plant. Which is just out of our reach and haunts our dreams. Not that we’d be stupid enough to bring alcohol to camp. We already had to call in the cops on our kids once. That was not a fun year. But it made for a good coming back to school story. “What’d you do this summer?” “Got a job, went swimming, taught VBS. What about you?” “Oh you know, directed a kids camp, caught them with alcohol, stayed up the whole night interviewing kids and decided to call the cops around 4AM who then showed up with their K9 unit and tore apart one of the cabins. Then got to hang out with the Sheriff while they searched the grounds. You know, the usual.”
-The Impossible Bedbugs vs. the Unstoppable Squiters
::: We try to play softball every year and make the teams semi-even. It was crazy this year though because we had the better team yet we kept getting smoked and 5-runned. BUT! We caught up! We were down by like 12, held them and were within 3 with the bases loaded and 2 out. Didn’t turn out in our favor but it was fun. I was stoked Scuba Steve and I got to be on the same team. That rarely happens.
-Impromptu Dance Party
::: So, a few years ago when we were talking about things to do with the teens someone suggested having a dance, to which another person replied, that would be lame. Which, it would be. If it was scheduled and planned. However, if someone happened to be playing music on their laptop while they waited for certain adults to come out and finish Cosmo’s with her and others surrounding her said, play some NSYNC and she just happened to have some, an impromptu dance party might take place. And it did. For half an hour. With my music. And Bailey’s ipod for Party in the USA. Another age gap thing I think. Miley Cyrus isn’t my strongpoint.
-Cosmo’s War of the Planets take two
::: Finished the Cosmo’s. Did I mention we watch it every year since we’ve bought it. It’s hysterical. Even though it’s not supposed to be. So finished that and then watched Clue. Which is another tradition. Those are basically the two movies we watch. Plus a serious one if we have time. The first night we decided to watch HeeHaw instead.
DAY SIX:
-I hate mornings.
::: Breakfast at 8:30, then camp cleanup, packing up the trailer and closing service all done before 12:30. Shock. Usually we’re there ‘til at least 2. Church was fun, Hillman is a great speaker and we sang more than anything else. The teens this year were very impressive voice-wise. Josh was loving it. We ended with King Jesus is All – actions included “Weeellllll….” – followed closely by Someday. Which the kids soon learned is not my favorite song after singing for 5 days straight. My voice is shot. Completely. And that’s high soprano stuff. Never-ending high soprano stuff. It sucks. But the song is great. Another fun ringtone. I enjoy leading it, lots of clapping and all that. It’s semi-dorky but sounds totally awesome.
-Stumbling Isn’t Falling
::: That may be, but why would you use that as a slogan for a chiropractor clinic? It’s interesting the buildings you pass by in small towns. I love the historic buildings, they’re so pretty. Small towns are so cool. I miss small town life/farm life. You could see the stars. Camp was awesome cause the skies were clear at night. Wish I had a camera that could take actual pictures of stars, not just pitch black screens. The drive back went okay – and of course we had to stop for McDonalds as is tradition. Me, Scuba Steve and Obi-Wan go every year. Sit in practically the same booth and get basically the same thing. Except this year I went for the chicken selects over the hamburger. All in all it was a good year. Nobody had to go home from homesickness, nobody got majorly injured, we didn’t have to call the cops… And! Guess what I got to drive through on my way back home….. JANSEN!!
The song that started it all: "Pop" NSync
aka the impromptu dance party. it started here, went to backstreet boys, spice girls, bieber, miley, cupid shuffle, etc etc etc ended with the cha cha slide. this is my favorite of their videos. yes i was a fan. get over it.
The song to end all songs: "Where Oh Where" HeeHaw
was super proud of my 7th and 8th graders for pulling this off. now just gotta write more verses for next year.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Just Say No! to vending machine orange juice.
Seriously. I had my poptart so I got a bottle of orange juice from the vending machine and spent the day drowning out the taste with Dr. Pepper and gum. Gross. Bitter Central. Yikes.
So, I've found that working in public service has killed my phone-talking skills. Not that I had any to begin with, but like parents will call with questions about camp and I'll say something like "Can I help you with anything else" which just sounds awkward and geeky over the phone, but I'm so used to saying it at work that it just comes out. I guess it's better than "Can I help you find anything else?" which wouldn't really make sense over the phone. There's a reason I keep my phone conversations between my family and Sketch. They already know I'm awkward and geeky.
Speaking of awkward and geeky:
"Where you'll see....ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Because Carmen stole all 162 stones that make up this ancient ruin known as Stonehenge!" Where On Earth is Carmen San Diego isn't as good as the regular series/game aka Where in the World is... Mostly because the Chief is a dude instead of you know, Lynne Thigpen.
She's my definition of the Chief. Other than my best friend growing up. Who I still call Chief. But that's another story.
"Things are getting yucky in Kentucky!" I got the TV series from the library because I like the game. But, much like any of the Super Mario Bros. movies, it's just not the same. It'll go back tomorrow, along with all the other movies I finally watched this weekend.
Now all that's left are "Justified" "Heathers" "The Match Game" "Andy Richter..." and of course "The Wizard of Oz." But, I have tomorrow night as well. Think I'll stick in Warehouse 13 season two instead. I always get distracted with my own stuff.
Today I was all day at the same place and the same for tomorrow. After that is my day off! Which means Camp central aka emailing dude about t-shirt designs, going over new registrations, printing out more forms cause I ran out, printing off all the nametags and shoving them into the lanyards which we'll have to clean out....what else? Oh, going through the trailer. Cause we keep putting that off. Technically we were going to do it last time but we couldn't find the key. Oh and I have to figure out a second lifeguard. Cause one member of the dynamic duo can't make it. Fun times. Oh and the skits. Which of course I haven't started. Who writes those things in advance? I mean, seriously? I think best at 2AM night before. You know, when I'm already there and freaking out because I haven't done them yet. Maybe if I write them beforehand and they don't suck I will post them on here. But don't be surprised if they do suck.
Last year I wrote a decent one - which I would post but it's too long - called "Rapunzel: The Early Years" and it kind of demands a sequel. But I don't know. I'll ask M and see if she'd be interested in seeing it continued as it was her cabin that did it. They got pretty into it, it was amusing actually. "Oh no, I've been sabotaged by a Demon Radish!" This year I only have 3 8th grade girls, so I'd either have to pilfer some of the 7th graders or make the teen helpers do it. We'll see. That got pretty long. And "The Later Years" would be even longer cause you'd have to do the highlights version of "The Early Years" all over again. Like "Previously on Rapunzel, The Life and Times"...
Father - Let’s melt her with water!
Ogre - Good idea!
Mother - Take your squirt gun.
*Sneak to Witch’s house*
Ogre - Singing telegram!
Witch - Singing telegram for me?
*Squirt witch with water*
Witch - You fools! Water does nothing to me! That only works in the movies! There’s nothing you can do! A deal is a deal! Once it’s born, your child will be mine! Mwahahaha!
All - DUN DUN DUNNNN……..
Human - Oh no! She can’t get the child! What kind of ending is that?!
All - Tune in next year for Rapunzel: The Later Years
and then it'd be what like
"19 years later..."
...
....
...
What exactly did Rapunzel do in that tower? I mean, she could only brush her hair for so long... and she couldn't reach all of it, right? So...maybe the Witch became her teacher or something. Tried to teach her the ways of evil but she resisted. She was just too good to do any evil. That's why she locked her in tower!!! No, that's dumb. Umm.... I'm stuck. Email me ideas. You're clever.
And I can't even use my trick! I freaking sabotaged myself! Stupid Demon Radish! Not you M. You're awesome. Just the, you know the, essence of De- I don't know. Curses, foiled again.
See, I have this trick for Writer's Block that goes like this.
It's called "Firsts" - you take the characters and write their First something. Like their first meeting, or their first date, or their first time on a rollercoaster, etc.
But it has to be a First because when you think about it, all good stories are about some sort of First. If people only wrote about what people do everyday with no variation or first time for something or sense of not knowing what's going to happen then all the stories would suck. There has to be some element of "First" in every good story. Which sounds semi-cheesy, I know. But it works for me. Cause it sparks story ideas.
BUT! In this case! I can't use it! Because I already wrote the ultimate freakin' First for this story. I guess I could do like the First time they visited the tower. Or the first time the witch left her alone inside of it. The First time some dude tried to climb up her hair. Okay, plenty of firsts. Maybe one of them will spark something permanent. Off I go. Trying to write while watching Warehouse in the background. One of those won't last very long. Wow. check out the W's in that sentence. write while watching warehouse...okay.
I've lost it.
I need to sign out and start on the freakin' skits.
Or the apartment thing. If you have no idea what I'm talking about go here: My Life in Closed Captions: Choot 'em LizBet!
Oh, I thought up more fun tenants.
And one of them is an assassin. So that's exciting. That was another part of the original inspiration, besides the Exotic Dancers next door jokes. We read this story in Fiction Writing about this office building and it bounced from person to person and one of them is a serial killer. They all know but he hasn't killed any of them so they're fine with it.
this is starting to get super long. if you're still around here are you music rec's for the night:
Just because I can. Don't hurt me tomorrow.
"Spice Up Your Life" - Spice Girls
"We've got a deal!" I love 0:26 and 2:15. Yes that is MeatLoaf dancing at 1:12, and Alan Cumming at 2:11 and James Bond at 2:19.
"I Want You Back" - NSync
90's must have been a space craze - the music video for the song above also involves space ships.
Goodnight Gumshoes!
PS - Oldest Sister started a blog. Wonder where she got that idea? I think I'm toast.
So, I've found that working in public service has killed my phone-talking skills. Not that I had any to begin with, but like parents will call with questions about camp and I'll say something like "Can I help you with anything else" which just sounds awkward and geeky over the phone, but I'm so used to saying it at work that it just comes out. I guess it's better than "Can I help you find anything else?" which wouldn't really make sense over the phone. There's a reason I keep my phone conversations between my family and Sketch. They already know I'm awkward and geeky.
Speaking of awkward and geeky:
"Where you'll see....ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Because Carmen stole all 162 stones that make up this ancient ruin known as Stonehenge!" Where On Earth is Carmen San Diego isn't as good as the regular series/game aka Where in the World is... Mostly because the Chief is a dude instead of you know, Lynne Thigpen.
She's my definition of the Chief. Other than my best friend growing up. Who I still call Chief. But that's another story.
"Things are getting yucky in Kentucky!" I got the TV series from the library because I like the game. But, much like any of the Super Mario Bros. movies, it's just not the same. It'll go back tomorrow, along with all the other movies I finally watched this weekend.
Now all that's left are "Justified" "Heathers" "The Match Game" "Andy Richter..." and of course "The Wizard of Oz." But, I have tomorrow night as well. Think I'll stick in Warehouse 13 season two instead. I always get distracted with my own stuff.
Today I was all day at the same place and the same for tomorrow. After that is my day off! Which means Camp central aka emailing dude about t-shirt designs, going over new registrations, printing out more forms cause I ran out, printing off all the nametags and shoving them into the lanyards which we'll have to clean out....what else? Oh, going through the trailer. Cause we keep putting that off. Technically we were going to do it last time but we couldn't find the key. Oh and I have to figure out a second lifeguard. Cause one member of the dynamic duo can't make it. Fun times. Oh and the skits. Which of course I haven't started. Who writes those things in advance? I mean, seriously? I think best at 2AM night before. You know, when I'm already there and freaking out because I haven't done them yet. Maybe if I write them beforehand and they don't suck I will post them on here. But don't be surprised if they do suck.
Last year I wrote a decent one - which I would post but it's too long - called "Rapunzel: The Early Years" and it kind of demands a sequel. But I don't know. I'll ask M and see if she'd be interested in seeing it continued as it was her cabin that did it. They got pretty into it, it was amusing actually. "Oh no, I've been sabotaged by a Demon Radish!" This year I only have 3 8th grade girls, so I'd either have to pilfer some of the 7th graders or make the teen helpers do it. We'll see. That got pretty long. And "The Later Years" would be even longer cause you'd have to do the highlights version of "The Early Years" all over again. Like "Previously on Rapunzel, The Life and Times"...
Father - Let’s melt her with water!
Ogre - Good idea!
Mother - Take your squirt gun.
*Sneak to Witch’s house*
Ogre - Singing telegram!
Witch - Singing telegram for me?
*Squirt witch with water*
Witch - You fools! Water does nothing to me! That only works in the movies! There’s nothing you can do! A deal is a deal! Once it’s born, your child will be mine! Mwahahaha!
All - DUN DUN DUNNNN……..
Human - Oh no! She can’t get the child! What kind of ending is that?!
All - Tune in next year for Rapunzel: The Later Years
and then it'd be what like
"19 years later..."
...
....
...
What exactly did Rapunzel do in that tower? I mean, she could only brush her hair for so long... and she couldn't reach all of it, right? So...maybe the Witch became her teacher or something. Tried to teach her the ways of evil but she resisted. She was just too good to do any evil. That's why she locked her in tower!!! No, that's dumb. Umm.... I'm stuck. Email me ideas. You're clever.
And I can't even use my trick! I freaking sabotaged myself! Stupid Demon Radish! Not you M. You're awesome. Just the, you know the, essence of De- I don't know. Curses, foiled again.
See, I have this trick for Writer's Block that goes like this.
It's called "Firsts" - you take the characters and write their First something. Like their first meeting, or their first date, or their first time on a rollercoaster, etc.
But it has to be a First because when you think about it, all good stories are about some sort of First. If people only wrote about what people do everyday with no variation or first time for something or sense of not knowing what's going to happen then all the stories would suck. There has to be some element of "First" in every good story. Which sounds semi-cheesy, I know. But it works for me. Cause it sparks story ideas.
BUT! In this case! I can't use it! Because I already wrote the ultimate freakin' First for this story. I guess I could do like the First time they visited the tower. Or the first time the witch left her alone inside of it. The First time some dude tried to climb up her hair. Okay, plenty of firsts. Maybe one of them will spark something permanent. Off I go. Trying to write while watching Warehouse in the background. One of those won't last very long. Wow. check out the W's in that sentence. write while watching warehouse...okay.
I've lost it.
I need to sign out and start on the freakin' skits.
Or the apartment thing. If you have no idea what I'm talking about go here: My Life in Closed Captions: Choot 'em LizBet!
Oh, I thought up more fun tenants.
And one of them is an assassin. So that's exciting. That was another part of the original inspiration, besides the Exotic Dancers next door jokes. We read this story in Fiction Writing about this office building and it bounced from person to person and one of them is a serial killer. They all know but he hasn't killed any of them so they're fine with it.
this is starting to get super long. if you're still around here are you music rec's for the night:
Just because I can. Don't hurt me tomorrow.
"Spice Up Your Life" - Spice Girls
"We've got a deal!" I love 0:26 and 2:15. Yes that is MeatLoaf dancing at 1:12, and Alan Cumming at 2:11 and James Bond at 2:19.
"I Want You Back" - NSync
90's must have been a space craze - the music video for the song above also involves space ships.
Goodnight Gumshoes!
PS - Oldest Sister started a blog. Wonder where she got that idea? I think I'm toast.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
If you Write this Down I'll Be There For You and Buy You a New Life because I'm Jealous(y) and I Want You Back - 90s music week Day Four
Not a good day for Team Awesome. But we still rock. And derby is Saturday so life is good.
Think you've got the template down by now, if not, scroll down a post.
1. "I Will Buy You a New Life" Everclear 1997
love it.
2. "Jealousy" Natalie Merchant 1995
song is still frequently in my head. mostly because i sing it when i see it. awesome song.
3. "Write this Down" George Strait 1999
So you'll remember what I forgot to say. I had one of those moments today. Still haven't remembered what it is I was gonna ask her. He really is the king of country.
4. "I'll Be There For You" the Rembrandts 1994
Did they sing anything other than this song? Did they have to really?
Love this song, and the video. Friends is 3rd in my top 5. Quote something I'll tell you the episode.
5. "I Want You Back" N'Sync 1998
I'm trying really really hard not to laugh at this video.....
It's not working.
But I totally still jam out to the song. I was more of an N'Sync fan than a BSB one, sorry BFF and favorite Aussie, it's true. I did like "Everybody" but other than that, N'Sync all the way! haha.
Think you've got the template down by now, if not, scroll down a post.
1. "I Will Buy You a New Life" Everclear 1997
love it.
2. "Jealousy" Natalie Merchant 1995
song is still frequently in my head. mostly because i sing it when i see it. awesome song.
3. "Write this Down" George Strait 1999
So you'll remember what I forgot to say. I had one of those moments today. Still haven't remembered what it is I was gonna ask her. He really is the king of country.
4. "I'll Be There For You" the Rembrandts 1994
Did they sing anything other than this song? Did they have to really?
Love this song, and the video. Friends is 3rd in my top 5. Quote something I'll tell you the episode.
5. "I Want You Back" N'Sync 1998
I'm trying really really hard not to laugh at this video.....
It's not working.
But I totally still jam out to the song. I was more of an N'Sync fan than a BSB one, sorry BFF and favorite Aussie, it's true. I did like "Everybody" but other than that, N'Sync all the way! haha.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)