70s on 7

This morning while on my school drop off run, which when Madi goes to the gym early in the morning usually involves two round trips to the neighboring town and back before 9am, I had some thoughts for a blog post.  A few hours later, they don't seem nearly as profound or blogworthy as before, but I'm here so I'll go with it.  Life is crazy, just when I think it might calm down for a second, something else comes up.  I've talked about this before I think.  You know how at the checkout line at the store there is always something pertinent on the cover of People Magazine?  I always wonder, what would have been on the cover if that couple didn't have their baby this week or those people weren't tragically killed or whatever.  Life is like that too.  If XYZ problem weren't on the forefront of my mind, something else would be there.  I supposed that something else would also seem like a bigger deal if XYZ weren't such a huge all encompassing deal.  Well these were the thoughts on my mind between dropping off Mary at her school and coming back home to get Jake to bring him to his school.  Usually Jake is with me during this time, and we get to talk, but I had left him home for the first drop off this morning because he was in the middle of a bathroom situation (not a bad one, just a normal one, but since now, as a public schooler, he doesn't have the freedom to go whenever the mood strikes him, I let him take his time this morning).  This gave me time to ponder.  A couple days ago I was switching the radio channels (yes I am spoiled I have satellite radio in my car), I stopped on the 70s and station, and I've left it there almost exclusively for the last few days.  My default station is usually the 80s.  I am definitely an 80s girl.  These last few days though I am really loving the 70s.  It reminds me of a few things, #1 when we moved to Charlotte in the early 90s, they had a brand new station that played 70s music exclusively, that was my first experience with older music that wasn't "Oldies".  And #2 {if I were really clever I'd make some reference to Jake's bathroom situation here} that whole thing about when they are little they have little problems that I generally don't like because 3 days into parenting my baby had a stroke... well it actually is fairly relevant when I'm talking about myself.  I was born a month into the 70s.  That makes figuring out my age during certain years very easy... 0-9 seventies, 10-19 eighties, 20-29 nineties.  So while I usually love 80s music and had a fairly cushy teen life, there were still some bigish problems that I had to endure in the 80s, moving away from all my friends, a friend's death, boy problems, etc, sometimes those 80s songs remind me of times that were complicated.  70s songs remind me of nothing but being a kid.  It's good to remember being a kid.  It chillaxes you a little bit.  Maybe this is also why I love the Brady Bunch and Three's Company (yay Three's Company...we finally have a TV service that has a channel with Three's Company!!).  Maybe it's also why I've read Are You There God, It's Me Margaret at least once every year since I was 9.  Once in a while, we need to remember being a kid.  All three of my kids are older than I was in the 70s, I need to work extra hard to remember back that far.  If you need me I'll be driving kids around listening to Me and Bobby McGee  or I might be folding laundry watching DVR-ed episodes of  Jack, Janet, and Chrissy!


(I even heard one of my all time favorites, Paradise by the Dashboard Lights, yesterday (Don't judge me!), but I couldn't stay in the car and listen to the whole thing because I had a baby with me who had just soiled his last diaper (there's that #2 again) and I was on a mission to get him one before he soiled his carseat or my car seat!!)