MNSF and the Fish / Music List / Part 4
64. Puppy Toy / Tricky
65. Atomic Dog / George Clinton
66. Be Your Dog / Styles Of Beyond
67. Bird Dog / The Everly Brothers
68. Black Dog / Led Zeppelin
69. Black Eyed Dog / Nick Drake
70. Givin The Dog A Bone / AC/DC
71. Hound Dog / Elvis Presley
72. I Wanna Be Your Dog / Gary Oldman
73. Living Like A Dog / Priestess
74. Walkin’ My Cat Named Dog / Norma Tanega
75. Bad, Bad Leroy Brown / Jim Croce
76. Who Let The Dogs Out / Baha Men
77. Wild Packs Of Family Dogs / Modest Mouse
78. You Can Bring Your Dog / Tori Amos
79. Spider Web / Joan Osborne
80. Spiders / The Vacation
81. Spiderwebs / No Doubt
82. Monkey Wrench / Foo Fighters
83. The Monkees (Theme) / The Monkees
84. Monkey Gone To Heaven / Pixies
85. Cincinnati Dancing Pig / Vic Damone
86. Bulls Make Money, Bears Make Money, Pigs Get Slaughtered / Chiodos
87. Bulls In Brooklyn / The Academy Is…
88. Bulls On Parade / Rage Against The Machine
Tip for Tuesday / Lunchtime Version / Tongue in Cheek
My children are cold-lunchers. Whereby they bring their lunch to school every day, instead of paying for the school-cafeteria hot-lunch. Over time I have come up with these easy-to-follow instructions to make this daily process much faster and maintain the flow of our busy mornings. This may seem second-grade, but beware the simplicity. There is a boy version and a girl version. As follows:
HOW TO MAKE A SANDWICH
BOY:
I like to start with 2 pieces of bread. Any kind. (I find the thinner, wheat kind is popular with my son, but not the overly-grainy kind. Avoid any bread with actual seeds or oaty pieces inside or attached)
GIRL:
NO bread.
BOY:
Using a knife, spread Miracle Whip, on the inside of both pieces of bread for the first half of the school year. Then inexplicably, switch to Mayo for the remainder. Remember to cover the whole slice, edge to edge; thick enough to taste with every bite, but not overpowering and squeezing off the sides.
GIRL:
NO condiments.
BOY:
Place various meat slices on top of one spread bread. Turkey or ham exclusively and separately. Never together.
Two slices or three depending on meat choice and addition of mustard or a nice piece of lettuce, which you will not be asked to add to the final product until sandwich is completed and already in lunchbox and book bag. Thereby voiding the request and eliminating the need for this sub-article.
Arrange meat slices in such a way that they cover the bread but avoid the dreaded “hanging off” fashion. Choosing the right kind of lunch meat is key here. Shape-Wise is Brand specific. You’ll have to commission that for yourself. It takes time, several grocery outlets and a bit of skill, but 3 months in, give or take, you will be expert.
Fit together, the one slice of bread with meat along with the other spread-only slice, and form the “sandwich”. The meat and spread should be inside, while the outside remains dry and handle-able. Put sandwich in plastic zip-lock type baggie. Place entire structure in lunchbox.
GIRL:
Put two pieces (3 if she’s hungry) of lunch meat (any kind, any shape) in plastic baggie. Place in lunchbox.
FOR BOTH:
Now just add various other things into the lunchbox. This portion is not part of the actual “sandwich making” but it can be equally helpful. I like to add in water bottles, ice packs, napkins, a salty snack and a sweet snack. The boy gets a quarter for milk. (The girl doesn’t like milk). Lately, they’ve also had a string-cheese stick.
Please keep in mind that these instructions are generalized for the elementary set, but specific to MY kids. Change any ingredients/additions according to your own personal child’s preferences.
It may seem intimidating at first or time-consuming, but with practice, two or three times a week, it becomes like second nature!
7 months into the school year and my children enjoy a sandwich almost every day! How many mom’s can say that?
I hope this post was very helpful. Feel free to leave a comment or suggestion to better improve this site. Thank you.
Disclaimer: This was written in a highly satirical and hopefully comical style for the complete benefit of my son who has the best sense of humor of anyone I know in the 11 year old/fifth grade range. XO. Now eat your lunch!
Too “Mutch” (clap-clap) Time On My Hands….Tuesday
This is for my little boy today. We were finishing up homework early this morning, before school; two paragraphs on two words that are spelled the same but mean something different, and trying to work out a playlist for today.
Misspelled words? Time? Too much of something? of anything? Produce (fruits/vegs)? Produce (to make something)? Like my silly site that doesn’t offer any useful information?
“Hard boiled eggs? Really? That’s so stupid mom” That is a direct quote. Please check the previous post and enjoy the next helpful “Tip To Live”. Use it for your child’s next school lunch! My children. Always my inspiration for everything that I do!
Sunday PM: Kids came home and it’s a swirl of dirty laundry, leftover food and non-stop talking. A quick tour of the house to see if anything is new and a hug for the fishtank that my son loves more than his mom, and it’s time for bed. Spring Break is over. Back to school on Monday.
I forgot to mention the fish. (Or did I?) We have one large tank (125 gal.) Two smaller tanks (36 and 20) A brand new 3 gallon for the boy, a 1.5 gallon (?) and 2 fish bowls that the girl watches over. The smaller tanks have Betta’s–fighting fish. The 20 is goldfish that my son has collected over the last few years. The 36 is breeder fish. Messy and poopy but they do multiply! The big tank is cycling thru it’s second round of fish. The first set were killed in an unholy attack of Ich that wiped them all out before Christmas last year. Terrible.
Oscars, Sharks, Gourami’s, Silver Dollars, and an Electric Blue Crawfish. These are the new residents replacing pretty much the same thing…so far so good. Mason’s new tank is undecided. Set up is today and fish later on. I’ll keep all the waiting fans updated as it happens!
Monday: It was take-your-mom-to-the-doctor day over here. I took mine and the BF took his! Then we met up for dinner with the kids and some fishtank shopping! (Hence the brand new 3 for the boy and rocks for the girl) Stevie loves her tank too. She is moving her Betta out of its current home and into a smaller apartment and then putting in something yet-to-be-picked-out-until-later in the bigger tank. It’s like a cheap version of The Aquarium around here.
Tuesday: Me alone for the day. Catching up. It’s garbage day plus Recycling so I like to get as much in the can as I can so I can put more in for the next time. Every two weeks. (Three “cans” in a row–that’s funny). I have been cleaning my bedroom as I have been for the last 6 months. It is almost done. Boxes, shelves, papers, books, mags, all sorts of stuff off the surfaces and filed away. Last up: the actual dresser DRAWERS (yikes), kids artwork, report cards, school papers, etc., and…dum dum dum…PICTURES. The bane of almost everyone’s life if they have been taking them for 30 years and putting them in a box instead of an album. Like I have. Or haven’t been. I have taken countless pictures–thousands– I have been sorting thru these last few days…and why? Why have I never albumized earlier? Lazy? Housework? Yeah right. I am near the end though. Alot of memories. Alot of junk. Why do we save blurry pictures?
Here’s a tip: Take those out right away. You’ll never want them. You might not even know what they are. Save time and space upfront.
I was up until 2 am finishing the last visible box (I have more in drawers—you see how this goes?) I have them separated by garbage, mine and my ex-husband. The kids collected a few too, and my next goal is to put everything into albums over the summer. Eventually it all goes to them anyway…might as well give them some nice organized books they can pitch out all at once…save them ALOT of time!
It is funny though about those pictures. I had a life before right now…I mean, we all have a life, but the pictures of when I was in school, jobs, family, ex, kids, boyfriends, house, vacations, dogs, events, cars, birds…whatever. “Of-the-past.” What do you save? What do you give away? What do you want posted on the evening news after you become super famous and get caught in a scandal? (I’m keeping those pictures, separate and labeled, so that won’t be a problem.) All my “new” stuff is downloaded on the computer and I carry it around with me everywhere on my Ipod. I guess that’s how you can tell these days. Past from present. Digitally scanned. (I like the way that sounds.)
The good part is that I get to see how I looked–So Bad!!—some of those clothes and glasses!?! Ugh! WTF was I thinking?
And the good part is that I also get to see HOW I looked—really. Not that bad. The mirror of the past—it’s true. I hated how I looked pregnant. Hated it. But I am so grateful now for the pictures. Because 10 years later, it’s still terrible, and now I have PROOF.
Anyway, it’s all just illusion, smoke and mirrors, and this is getting way too long. It’s like a game after all these years. Trying to fit the pictures into the order of a particular life and doing it so that other people can understand. The pictures just capture the moment, but not the time. So it’s been fun and gruesome and funny and horrible and…fun. Like Monopoly or Risk is fun. Playing with your cheating family…heh, heh, heh…
So the music is about games. (And having way too much time.) Mason actually came up with it while he was half-listening to me ramble on the way I do. “Like a game, mom, ‘Poker-face, Jeopardy…’ get it??” Oh yeah I got it. And here it is, for you:
The “Game Play“ List. Play it now!
Game Play Music List
1. Poker Face / Lady GaGa
2. Name Of The Game / The Crystal Method
3. Jeopardy / Greg Kihn
4. The Game / Disturbed
5. I Lost On Jeopardy / “Weird Al” Yankovic
6. Foolish Games / Jewel
7. Head Games / Foreigner
8. Basketball / Kurtis Blow
9. Games People Play / The Alan Parsons Project
10. Playstation / Three 6 Mafia
11. Live Your Life / T.I. (feat. Rihanna)
12. Come Out And Play / The Offspring
13. Play Your Cards / Yung Joc
14. Centerfield / John Fogerty
15. Forever Young / Bob Dylan
16. Mono / Courtney Love
Hair Of The Dog
Sunday morning. Raining in Chicago. Grey and chill.
Coffee. Bailey’s. Pancakes.
Watch TV. Wait for the kids to come home!
That’s it.
We Drink When Charlie Drinks
This post might be a bit scandalous based on the previous, but like Beth says…stream of consciousness…
Saturday. No kids. No plans. Went to visit the BF Mom with the BF brother and gal pal…that sounds kind of dirty…it wasn’t. Then off to the library, where I may be a wanted criminal. Living dangerously. Finally returned the Booky Wook. Funny stuff. I’ll miss being in his head. But when the library sends you a letter in the mail telling you to get that book back, ya better do it. I owed $2.90 and it was worth every penny. Zoomed over to Jimmy John’s and had a sub and some chips. We have them all over downtown but none at home. Recently a shop made it out to the edges of Cook County and now there is one right near the house! Sadly, I have been thinking about these sammy’s for a week and only made it there today. Too lazy to drive and spend 5 dollars. I guess my son is right, to mutch (on purpose misspell) free time.
Went home and watched Sidewalks of New York. Took a few words from there AND spotted the NYCC! See below! But then what? Dinner? Not really hungry yet and nothing to drink—or nothing to add TO a drink…but hey! Idea!
Let’s watch 2½ Men, and when Charlie drinks, we drink! The rules are simple, when Charlie takes a drink of anything alcohol we take a drink of whatever we have. Which, at the time of this brilliant Saturday night party idea, was nothing. Do we do shots? And of what? Or just make a drink and have that? Let’s see, put in the new disc (Season 2 already–Disc 2) watch the first one…oh crap…3 drinks BEFORE the opening theme song. Doing shots we’ll be bombed before we finish one episode. So let’s modify. Make a drink with a few shots in it, then take a drink of that when he does. That works. Let’s go get some stuff!
First to our favorite dive-y restaurant for a quick dinner—pad the belly–and then over to the liquor store. Uh oh. Can’t go. Kids are home early, and Dad and the whole family are sitting inside! See the truck, see the people. Those darn kids of mine like that place too, dragging their other family over there! Oh well, get back in the car and drive to the highway. Our second favorite dive-y place is over there.
Now back to the plan. Get Vodka and Mike’s Hard Pomegranite Lemonade–I know it seems cheesy, but if you put the vodka in the Mike’s with ice it’s pretty good. Gives a flavor and kicks it up without tearing the throat…and we picked up some Bailey’s for the coffee…for the NEXT day! We plan ahead!
Back home and we got the drinks ready to go. Sitting. Watching. Waiting. No drinking at all in the next episode! What?? Now what? Do we just drink? It’s not like these are hard rules here…Maybe shots are the way to go? Next episode please….oh yeah! It’s good. Charlie Harper back in business. I think we ended up watching 4 more, maybe, 5, don’t know, because I was gone….
Needless to say, the night ended well. Pulled it thru until 2.
3 am to 6 was a bit of a touch, but pulled it again round about 9. (Winky man right?) ; )
But that’s another story. : )
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