Friday, September 28, 2007

More Musical Memories


This morning I was driving to work while channel surfing on my XM Satellite Radio when I hit the 70’s on 7 channel. It was playing the Theme to Hawaii Five-O and some more memories came flooding back to me. Not that I was ever a big fan of the show. In fact, I have only seen five episodes of the show and I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I saw them.

Sometime in the mid-1980’s, my family was going to take a week of vacation up at my uncle’s house in Coxsackie, NY. On our way upstate we stopped in the Bronx to pick up my grandmother (my mother’s mother). Unlike most of our vacations in Coxsackie, NY, this one was just going to be my immediate family along with my grandmother. We saw our grandmother a lot while I was growing up but since my mother is the youngest of seven children there was always a lot of aunts, uncles, cousins and friends around during our weekly visits to the Bronx. So this week long trip was really the only time that I can remember spending time with my grandmother with just our family.

It was a pretty quiet week. We spent most of the week relaxing, watching TV and rolling about $4 million dollars worth of pennies that my uncle kept in a big jar in the corner of his living room. While our little sweat-shop-penny-rolling operation was going on, my grandmother picked the television shows that we would watch. This was actually a good thing for me because I think that I get my love of old sitcoms from my grandmother. But the one show that she liked watching that I had never seen before was Hawaii Five-O. Each day we watched an episode of Hawaii-Five-O and rolled pennies. My grandmother knew everything about every guest star that was on the show (usually either the victim or the criminal involved with whatever crime that the HPD was trying to solve that day). She knew their names, what other shows and movies they had been in, who they were once married to and countless other trivial facts about these people on the TV. I was very impressed with this because up until that time, I thought that I knew a lot about television. All in all it was a great week and a great memory to think about while driving to work today.

The second memory that came to mind listening to the theme song to Hawaii Five-O took place about two decades later. It was my first week in Hawaii and I was a brand new electrician stationed onboard the USS Santa Fe (SSN-763). A couple of my new shipmates took me out to dinner and then to a club in Waikiki. We were having a good time and the DJ started playing the theme to Hawaii Five-O. All of a sudden, all of the female bartenders and waitresses (all good looking and all wearing skimpy outfits) jumped up on the bar and started dancing and the male bartenders started pouring free shots. I remember thinking that this was a great way to start my four years in Hawaii.

Those were the two memories that I had this morning driving into work. A quiet week with my grandmother and dancing beautiful women with free booze. Altogether a very pleasant drive into work this morning. Somehow I think that my grandmother would approve.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Adam’s Pheromones – Part 2

I know you all remember part 1 but just in case you can click here to remember it.

Before I went on vacation, Missy and I started watching the BBC/A&E Pride & Prejudice miniseries. I even posted a couple times about it. Well about that time I was talking to my mother and we had the following conversation:


Adam: “I think that I really want to read the book “Pride and Prejudice”.

Mom: “Well I think that book may be a little difficult for you.”

Adam: “Really? You think that it would be too difficult even if I have seen the miniseries a bunch of times?”



Mom: “I just don’t want you to get discouraged.”

Adam: “Well how about this book?”

Mom: “No, I don’t think so.”

Adam: “This book?”



Mom: “you’re getting warmer”

Adam: “How about this one?”



Mom: “There you go. That one is a little more your speed.”

Sometimes I think that I am the Fredo Corleone of my family. Remember when Fredo said:

“I can handle things! I'm smart! Not like everybody says... like dumb... I'm smart and I want respect!”


I think it is only a matter of time before I am fishing on the lake saying a Hail Mary and someone will put me out of my misery.


Sunday, September 16, 2007

Mensa Can Wait

One of the great things about being a Dad these days is that there are 24-hours of educational television available for our children. Some of the shows that my kids watch even have quizzes at the end of them to make sure the kids are paying attention. The ones that come to mind that my kids routinely enjoy are “Go, Diego, Go” and “Pinky Dinky Doo”. About a month ago, Jillian was enjoying an episode of “Go, Diego, Go” and I was working on the computer when the quiz portion of the show came on:


From the television: “What does a jaguar do? Let’s review…”

From the television: “Does a jaguar live in the desert or in the jungle?”

Jillian: “JUNGLE”

From the television: “Right!!! The jungle”

Adam stops typing on the computer and starts paying closer attention

From the television: “Do jaguars eat berries or do they eat meat?”

Jillian: “MEAT”

From the television: “Right!!! Jaguars eat meat.”

Adam turns to his computer and Googles “Mensa”

From the television: “Do jaguars hunt during the day or at night?”

Jillian: “NIGHT”

From the television: “Right!!! Jaguars hunt at night.”

Adam, now convinced that his 18-month old is a genius, clicks on the “CONTACT US” link on the Mensa homepage and frantically dials the phone.

From the television: “Does a jaguar have spots or stripes?”

Jillian: “STRIPES”

From the television: “Right!!! A jaguar has spots.”

Adam is starting to have second thoughts but thinks that 3 out of 4 is still outstanding for an 18-month old and Mensa may still be interested.

From the telephone: Ring

From the television: “Do jaguars live alone or in groups??”

Jillian: “GROUPS”

From the television: “Right!!! Jaguars live alone.”

Adam now realizes that Jillian was just picking the second of the two choices every time and now feels a little silly.

From the telephone: “Mensa International, how may I direct your call?”

Adam: “sorry, wrong number.”



Above: Jillian and my Dad asleep in a chair. Sleep tight little genius (No, not you Dad).

Friday, September 7, 2007

Another Musical Memory


Before I get started I just wanted to let you know that Missy has a post on her blog about the girls' first day of school. Click here to read it.
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It was June of 1993, I had just graduated Naval Nuclear Power School and was driving from Orlando to my parent's house on Long Island, NY. Somewhere in Virginia, I found a radio station playing Paul McCartney's top ten songs. I tuned in as they were playing #2 which was "Love Me Do". The song ended and went to commercial. I am not a huge Beatles fan but I know a lot of their songs and assumed the #1 song would be another Beatles song. When the commercials were over they played the #1 Paul McCartney song and I was very surprised because it was a song that I had never heard before. The song was "Silly Love Songs" and I loved it.
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About a decade later, I was a brand new father of a baby girl. Emily was very attached to Missy (AND ONLY MISSY!!!) when she was an infant. When Missy had to go out and leave me and Emily alone, Emily would be inconsolable. I would try everything to calm her down and get her to stop crying. The only thing that ever seemed to work was holding her while sitting at the computer and playing songs. Not just any songs, there were only a select few that would calm her and get her to fall asleep. And the one that ALWAYS did the trick was "Silly Love Songs". It was a good thing that I liked that song because I must have played it a million times during Emily's early years.
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So as I drove to work yesterday and came across "Silly Love Songs" playing on my XM Radio, I could not help but think of my long drive from Orlando to Long Island and more importantly my Emily and the many evenings we spent rocking together in the computer chair. This is one of those songs that I will need to make sure is played during her wedding which thankfully is a long long way off.



Above: Here is a picture of Emily making me breakfast at the beach.

(Maybe she is just trying to make up for a lot of frustrating evenings spent trying to get her to stop crying.)

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Summer Vacation is Over

It is Labor Day Weekend, which means that summer vacation is officially over. So let’s get back to work with some RANDOM NOTES:

1. We went to Gulf Shores, AL for a week with the family. We had a great time. Here is a picture of Missy, the girls and I on the beach.




2. While on vacation, I did not track my weight as closely. I know that I gained about 3 pounds while at Gulf Shores but lost it within about a week of being back home. Here is my weight chart:

3. I think that one of the best parts about being married is that you are constantly learning from your spouse. You learn things like patience, kindness and some other more useful things. One such example happened last Wednesday, when I taught Missy a little something about being a woman. Let me set the scene for you. I came upstairs to the kitchen after working out in the basement and Missy and I had the following conversation:
Adam: flexes his muscles and says, “Hey Miss, check out these guns.”

Missy: continues cooking dinner and does not even look in Adam’s direction and says, “nice”

Adam: “NICE?!!! NICE?!!! Is that all I get?!!!”

Missy: turns her head in Adam’s direction and says, “very nice”

Adam: “Missy, when your man flexes his muscles and asks your opinion you really should be a little enthusiastic.”

Missy: continues fixing dinner and says, “Uh-huh”

Adam: “Here let me demonstrate the proper response.”

Adam: in his best Scarlet O’Hara voice grabs Missy’s bicep and says, “Oh Mr. McAnally, please put those away you know how they frighten me so!!!”

Missy is unmoved

Adam: still in his Scarlet O’Hara voice puts the back of his left hand to his forehead and says, “oh I do believe that the sight of all this muscular manliness is making me feel faint. Hold me Mr. McAnally!!!”

Missy: “Yeah, that’s not going to happen.”

I know that Missy may not appreciate this bit of wisdom now but I am sure that in the back of her mind she has tucked away this critical lesson in proper womanly behavior and one day she will put it to good use. Perhaps you will be there on that fateful day and hear her call me “Mr. McAnally” and you will remember this blog post and know that I was right.
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Or maybe not.