Wot Eva!

Growing up in the 1970's, my brother and I spent hours laying on the floor in the living room listening to records. My children don't even know what vinyl LP records are, nor do they appreciate the time we spent pain stakingly trying to determine the correct lyrics to our favorite songs!

As I was walking through my own house the other day singing a song I had recently heard on the radio...la la la "I wanna be a millionaire so freaking bad" la la la....

My Darling Daughter interrupted me and said, "OMG, Mom you are singing it ALL WRONG" ...emphasized with as much eye rolling as humanly possible!

"First of all", she snarked, "it's not millionaire, it's billionaire and it's not freaking, it's fricking!"

Okay, I will give Darling Daughter the fact that it is indeed billionaire, although I would, indeed, be happy with being a millionaire. However we did have some discussion time on whether it was freaking or fricking. Is fricking even a word, BTW?

Having internet access at your finger tips takes away the joy of laying on the floor for hours and hours listening to a song over and over, straining your ears to get the word just right...but Wot Eva! So all the Lyrics are right there on the world wide web, and sure enough the non explicit lyrics do say fricking...although I swear I hear freaking..and truth be told it is really F*ing!

But then Darling Daughter keeps singing the song and I hear her sing...

La la la "I wanna be on the cover of Forkes magazine" la la la.

What? What did you just sing?" I chuckle. She sings, "I wanna be on the cover of Forkes magazine. Why?". OMG! I roll my eyes, because folks, I perfected that eye rolling thang more than 30 years ago! "It's not Forks", I say, "It's Forbes" and then I have to go on the Lyrics website to prove it to her.

God it's so good to be right once in a while.