tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post112552892484345664..comments2023-10-12T03:35:59.807-07:00Comments on I thought this would be more like having a cat.: Tragically unhipMissuz Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02185674492467062254noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-1125974885218711232005-09-05T19:48:00.000-07:002005-09-05T19:48:00.000-07:00Hey! I love Patsy Kline!Hey! I love Patsy Kline!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14122378924345424397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-1125598766194778792005-09-01T11:19:00.000-07:002005-09-01T11:19:00.000-07:00Nothing unhip about perennial favorites like Dusty...Nothing unhip about perennial favorites like Dusty Springfield and Patsy Cline, even Joan Jett . . . and to be fair, Patti Labell and Kenny Rogers are arguably canon-worthy. New mainstream music is, but for a few exceptions, shaky at best; and the underground is so factional, and designed for such specific audience preferences, that a) it's tough to know what it is or where to hear it and b) much of it is hard to listen to without some experience--or a crash course (best taught by ME, natch)--in its aesthetic vocabulary.<BR/><BR/>I guess what I'm saying is . . . your list is PERFECTLY hip. In fact, there are few stances as consistently and unchallengably hip as asserting that you're not into "new" music and falling back on transcendent classics for your five best. I'm not sure that's what MY top five would look like; but you wear yours very attractively.<BR/><BR/>I always panic during public temper tantrums just because I'm easily startled by loud noises (strange paradox, then, that I tend to appreciate so much hardcore, art-metal, industrial and punk--I wonder what a shrink would say about that dichotomy?). Also, it strikes great fear of parenting in my heart, just because my first impulse is to join the child in raging against the petty injustices of the world.<BR/><BR/>It sounds, however, like you did pretty much exactly what you should have.thelyamhoundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03275537055159465515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-1125583496304899212005-09-01T07:04:00.000-07:002005-09-01T07:04:00.000-07:00Joan Jett? Dusty Springfield? PATSY FRIGGING CLINE...Joan Jett? Dusty Springfield? PATSY FRIGGING CLINE?<BR/><BR/>There is SO nothing remotely square, sad, or un-hip about your list. In fact, I dare say it's the antithesis of un-hip. Which I guess would be hip. But I think "hip" sounds kind of lame. And lameness isn't hip. Unless it's ironic, intentional lameness, like indie rock boys wearing their pants too short. Which personally? I think is just plain lame and not hip at all. In any case, you rock.<BR/><BR/>Regarding the tantrum, I will step up and admit that while I never get annoyed when I see a desperate mother pleading with a screaming child in a public place, it does fill me with a sense of panic. For a brief moment, the movie in my brain fast-forwards several years, and I picture myself attempting to wrangle a blubbering, flailing redheaded toddler into a car seat, and I think, holy crap. But those people who stare disdainfully (both at your dollar store and in my scary daydream) when a child is being child? Assholes.<BR/><BR/>My verification word is vegpk; if I were a vegan preacher's kid, that would totally be my email alias. Hope your back is getting better!daserehthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03913891007042735893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-1125538509784799692005-08-31T18:35:00.000-07:002005-08-31T18:35:00.000-07:00Sorry about the tantrum, but I would have done the...Sorry about the tantrum, but I would have done the same thing. I hate that when you are in pain, you still have to lift toddlers. Ouch. They just don't understand. I bet that Sophie is trying to adjust to Jimmy and to you being gone again. It's tough to be a little kid, but she sounds like she's tough. She'll be fine, but I bet she'll make it tough on you while she can. Good luck. <BR/><BR/>As for people staring, if they want to help, no problem. Otherwise, back the fuck up and pay attention to your own damn business. I feel so sorry when I see other moms dealing with that crap. I avoid them so that they can go about their business of dealing with whatever is coming their way.lonnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03727748724600871714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-1125538363095499172005-08-31T18:32:00.000-07:002005-08-31T18:32:00.000-07:00Ooh, good song list. And you were even able to co...Ooh, good song list. And you were even able to come up with actual songs, unlike me. I'm thinking I win in the trajically un-hip category. Maybe Sophie can sing a song for me.Kathrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12419701805267676774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-1125537296691813212005-08-31T18:14:00.000-07:002005-08-31T18:14:00.000-07:00those staring people can bite me too. what do the...those staring people can bite me too. what do they think we should do instead? tantrums happen, and i'm sure their kids did it too. and more to the point, why should i care what they think? at least you weren't the mommy that totally pacifies and coddles at a tantrum. THAT drives me nuts. my philosophy sounds the same as yours--well, now we leave with no special treat. behavior like that doesn't get rewarded in my house.mrs. awesomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12381808895822112224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-1125533979742798142005-08-31T17:19:00.000-07:002005-08-31T17:19:00.000-07:00Good for you for sticking to your guns with the ta...Good for you for sticking to your guns with the tantrum. And progress counts a lot as far as the bottle thing goes. Toddlerhood sucks sometimes. Me and Zach and the pooping thing is getting SO old, but we have to have faith that they will make it successfully, if not always gracefully, on into the next stage of childhood.amandakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00680746839029300448noreply@blogger.com