A ball bouncing game from my youth instructed the player to throw the ball up ( plainsies ), throw it up and clap ( clapsies ) throw it up and roll your hands ( roll the ball ) and touch your shoulders ( tabapsies ). In trying to locate the rest of the ball bouncing chant, I found out not only is my “tabapsies” a mondegreen , but also the motion – touching your shoulders – isn’t even the correct movement! You are supposed to clap your hands behind your back and say “ to backsies .” Yeah. That makes much more sense. Being only slightly deflated by this discovery, I will still share my exciting news. In an attempt to counteract the stretching of my wrist from doing front squats two days in a row, I pulled out the tabapsies motion this morning. This, in itself, is not newsworthy. However, I grabbed both shoulders with all five fingers!!! Again, not exciting unless you know that when I was nine years-old, I broke my left elbow doing a running cartwheel; the repai
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One of these days you two will just have to meet!
Also, you have confirmed what I have suspected for a long time: I have the maturity of an adolescent! Oh well, I plan to enjoy it while I can.
I highly recommend the Sara Bareilles album Little Voice (it's the only one I'm familiar with). She has a great voice, but even better, she is a clever songwriter.
I really also like Tracy Bonham. I don't know what she's done lately but I appreciated the difference between what the mother wants to hear and what the daughter wants to say in her song Mother, Mother.