Oldies

So as I scan through the stations on the radio and it passes 102.9 I am shocked at what passes as "oldies" lately. I guess this is mostly a problem I have with my perception of what is considered an oldie. To me it does not represent songs that are X number of years old. To me oldies will always be Motown, Doo-wop songs from the early 60s, maybe even a little Bill Haley and other late 50s songs as well. The Platters, the Shirelles, Percy Sledge. An oldie is NOT Cyndi Lauper, the Eurthimics or the Rolling Stones (despite their age). It is not Huey Lewis or Fleetwood Mac. This really isn't a fight against being old, I'm 35 and that's fine. I just think they're categorizing their music in an odd way. Maybe they're changing their image or playlist or whatever it's called. But to me "Big D 103" will always be oldies and those songs just don't fit the bill.

Just another reason why I love my husband

He cleans the cat's butt when she is for some reason unable to do it for herself. Which is surprisingly a lot. She's only 8, but a very unclean cat. In fact the only cat I've ever known that didn't spend it's days cleaning itself. She smells so bad I wouldn't let her in the main part of the house for a day. At night she was in the cellar and during the day she's been outside or on the porch. But tonight is supposed extremely cold and it had to be done. Being pregnant I can't be near the poop end of a cat but also, I wouldn't do that job anyway. And he locks himself in the bathroom with her, requesting paper towels or a cat brush as needed until she comes out soaked and pissed but no longer smelling like poop. Thank god for Chris because you'll never catch me doing that!

Two Stories

So, the other morning Joshua woke up and after a few minutes of listening to him chatter I decided to go get him before he woke up Paige. When I got in there he was BUCK NAKED!!! He had taken his diaper completely off and of course it was poopy. Thankfully he wasn't too bad, nothing a bath couldn't fix. And I guess the sheets weren't too bad either (Chris changed them), mostly it was in the diaper still. Chris said he thinks Joshy just didn't want to sit in the poop anymore.

Last night Paige got a phone call from a boy! She's 6! The phone rang as we were going to pick up Joshy from daycare and when I answered this little voice said "Hi is Paige there?" and I could hear a grown up coaching in the background "ask if Paige is there." At this age you can't tell a boy's voice from a girl's voice so I had no idea. I listed to her say "Cool!" and then I had to know, who was this? She never gets calls and I'm nosy. So I whispered to her "Who is it?" and she whispered back "I have no idea." After she asked she found out it was a boy in her class. Then she said we were going to pick up her brother and the next thing I knew they had hung up. No idea why he called. She of course assumes it was to tell her that he loved her. She insisted we call him back and I think I might have found the right phone number. Although we got a machine. Her message was so cute, "This is Paige. I was going to ask why ____ called me and then I was going to talk. So ok, bye." And so it begins!