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I banned Van Halen in my flower shop.

Yes! I thought it was great. He's such a genuinely nice person.

We used to have a radio station here in Seattle called Kid Star. My son was allowed to listen to the radio in bed and he listened every night. Before long it was a pre-set on my car radio. They played that song, tons of "Weird: Al Yankovich, Spike Jones and all sorts of novelty songs. We actually took the kid to see "Weird" Al twice. He put on a full tilt rock and roll show. It was so much fun.

Oddly enough, my mom was 21 when she had me, my dad was 22. He was in the Air Force and over in Korea for a time. I must have been conceived during one of his leaves. But they were grown ups and they stayed married for 60 years, until my mom died.

Oh, I got Christmas presents it wasn't that bad. I was a latch key kid too. I literally wore our front door key on a string around my neck. Your grandma sounds like a total blast!

I influenced my son't musical tastes by playing a lot of my stuff when he was small and then the tables were turned some time when he was in high school. When I was teaching him to drive, he was really into Linkin Park. We must have listened to Hybrid Theory and Meteora one hundred times. Which was fine with me.

So true. I always had chores and my only child son did too. My parents never handed me anything, if I wanted a toy or and ice cream form "the ice cream man" truck, I had to pull weeds - one penny per five weeds! Good lord we sound like old pioneers! "Why, we had to cross the prairie in covered wagons and we had to fight off outlaws and wild animals!"

This is why I loved being an only child. I could go over to my friends houses and hang out but when they started to rough house or get too fractious, I could lust go home to my nice, quiet house and read, make a snack or watch TV in peace.

I love rock and as long as there are rock bands, I'll listen to that. The first thing I ever bought with my own money was a Beatles 45. Lol, I guess my taste solidified in 2nd grade.

Correction to the zebra story. It turned out today that the still fugitive striped critter is a female zebra. Go girl!

It was hard not to give you a "funny" with your description of Mr. Brown and the snow! It reminded me that Nathan did get out once. My husband was picking the paper up off the front porch and there was a squirrel out there too. Nathan took off after that squirrel, which of course vanished, he got about 8 feet down the walkway and stopped dead. He realized he was outside and slowly belly crawled back into the house.

Yes, despite living on the west coast, it was very common to go to camp in the summer. I loved it and so did my son when he went. I don't know if Camp Sealth is still in operation but it was right on the Sound and we spent the days hiking, learning about nature and hanging out at the beach.

Not to change the subject but we have a fugitive zebra in our neck of the woods. He escaped from a horse trailer that was taking him and three mares to Montana. They were able to catch the ladies but he has gone rogue.

Peaches (my namesake) was like that she had zero interest in going out, Nathan her BF seemed like he would go if given the chance but one day I was out weeding the garden, I was out there for about an hour and when I turned to come back in, he was just sitting in the doorway, no a paw outside. Elizabeth on the other hand is insane. She thinks she's the biggest, roughest cat in the world. I could see her challenging a coyote or a dog or a moving car. She's crazy and I would freak out so bad if she ever got out.

Ain't that the truth? We have to be so careful to make sure Elizabeth doesn't glide past us when we come in and go out. I'm so glad your baby is back, safe at home.

I don't let them dry my hair. I go home with it wet and style it myself with a comb and a little hairspray. Then I brush it out once it's dry.

Internet protocol.

How about mobile phones that are just, now hear me out - phones?

Fairy tales do not give the child his first idea of bogey. What fairy tales give the child is his first clear idea of the possible defeat of bogey. The baby has known the dragon intimately ever since he had an imagination. What the fairy tale provides for him is a St. George to kill the dragon. ~ G.K. Chesterton, writing the original lines, in Tremendous Trifles, Book XVII: The Red Angel (1909)

And here it is 2024 and people are still not having their pets fixed. It breaks my heart. That's how we got Elizabeth. Her mother basically left her on someone's doorstep because she was pregnant again and still a kitten herself.

TNR (Trap-Neuter-Return) is the way to go, to minimize the damage. I wish more communities had this option. It really is the best way to reduce the feral population.

I've only ever used Chewy for any pet care stuff. Never had any problems. There is a house, one street over that has the same house number as we do but the street name is different. They get a lot of our deliveries and we get theirs. We just run them over to each other's houses. The only time I had any problem with a Chewy delivery was when the driver kept taking our stuff to the wrong house. Chewy replaced the items at no cost, even though it wasn't their fault.

I love black cats! They're the sweetest. 🌹

That does not sound fun.

I wouldn't go that far but I too am curious about Anacaster's reaction. I haven't noticed any difference in men who own dogs either but I have seen some cat hating men and they, to a man. been abusive assholes.