I read through the comments this morning from the open house post and was laughing so hard!

Misfit said: “Personally, I find that some Sex Pistols or Black Flag works quite well for scaring the Stepfords. Quite well indeed.”

Southern Fried said: “Make sure when you are blasting the song of choice, you are doing the devil horns with your fingers and banging your head around. You totally have hair that will flip around so that will just add to the effect. :)”

Circus Kelly said: “Oh. My. God. What if we are ALL “good suburban mom” posers?”

Kelly, you hit the nail on the head with that one huh? It’s like a nasty little secret that I listen to AC/DC and would totally go to an Emenem concert if presented the tickets.

I wonder how many other parents are hiding some old “Suicidal Tendencies” tapes in the garage? How many other parents switch the station from ‘easy rock’ to a burned CD of Limp Bizkit after they drop the kids off to school?
How many of us don’t turn down our ‘Pour Some Sugar On Me’ when we pull up to the grocery store because just MAYBE we might be validated by someone walking by that will nod their head and silently say, “thank you. we aren’t old yet. we are still cool.” that or make them feel like a idiot for having a Simon and Garfunkle song stuck in their head.

Open house was…rushed. We had to go to 4 kids classes, listen to one kid sing rain forest songs, go through the lost and found, look at pictures and talk to teachers…and then rush across town to say goodbye to Dennis who leaves for Afghanistan today.

Kara won an award in her art class. She made a town out of our old garbage. You know they are going to send this home with her and we are going to have to keep that because it’s an AWARD winning piece of art. I think the art teacher hates me.

Shea slipped a little note under her name plate at her desk. If I wasn’t in the middle of a anxiety attack that would knock a normal person to the ground in seizures, I would have cried. Instead I took a picture and told her I loved her too.

We made it through the whole thing without a single fist fight and since I was moving at light speed the whole time I didn’t notice the other parents at all.

Driving home after dinner, I put in a mixed CD I made for our trip to Disneyland. It had some oldies on there. I was finally mellowing out and starting to relax when, “Why must I be a teenager in love?” came on. Shaun sang the WHOLE song in his Goofy voice. I swear I almost peed my pants I was laughing so hard.

and you have not lived until you have heard him sing, “Highway to Hell” in his Pee-Wee Herman voice.