Is the grass actually greener over there?

Driving in to work today, Institutionalized by Suicidal Tendencies came on my ipod.




I used to love this song and have great memories associated with it. It got me to thinking though, because now my son is at the age where he can identify with it. So I guess now I'm on the parental side of the music? I don't think so, because I remember what it was like to be a teenager and while I no longer have all those angsty issues, I think the teen/parent relationship is sometimes comparable to the employer/employee relationship. Thoughts?

Then, thinking about the parent/teen issue and how I still have emotions when I hear that song, I thought to myself, "OMG, I'm that mom in Bowling for Soup's 1985!"



No, not really, although there is a ring of truth there. Is my generation, or really I guess the one before us, the first generation to refuse to grow up? Or are we just doing it on our own terms?

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In other news, it's now possible to take a shower while standing next to my bedroom winow. On the inside. No, there's no bathroom there - apparently we have a major leak. J was outside at midnight last night during a heavy rainstorm trying to clean out the gutters in the hopes that that was the problem. It wasn't. Don't know what the problem is but we went through out whole supply of extra towels (beach and bath) trying to keep it from spreading across the floor.

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And I'll leave you with this:

Last night, I was watching a commercial for Jamaica. "Ohhh, let's go to Jamaica, honey," I said. To which Bridet replied "But mom, I don't know how to speak with a Jamaican accent!" OMG I love her so much!!!