MommaDrool Mafia: Don't Call It a Comeback

It has been a very long time since The MommaDrool Mafia has released a new single, but I was inspired by a new fave song, "Handlebars," by Flobots. It is a catchy little diddy, so I edited things to make the song about StickyBun-Scotti's antics. This latest release by The MommaDrool Mafia is titled "Monkey Bars." If you haven't heard the original song by Flobots, I highly recommend this as your next download. Enjoy!

Monkey Bars
by The MommaDrool Mafia

I can climb the top of the monkey bars
The monkey bars
The monkey bars

I can climb the top of the monkey bars
The monkey bars
The monkey bars

Look at me, look at me
up in the air like it's good to be
A kid
and I'm a super climber
even when my mom says no sir-rey
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to climb a sofa
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together
I can throw the dirt in a flower bed
I can tell you about which way it went
I know all the words to "Go, Diego"
And I'm proud to be a crazy kid,
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Me and my friend tore some comic books
And guess how long it took
I can do anything that I want cuz, look

I can climb the top of the monkey bars
The monkey bars
The monkey bars

I can climb the top of the monkey bars
The monkey bars
The monkey bars

Look at me
Look at me
Just want to say that it's good to be
A kid
In such a big world
Climb the shelf for a book to read
I can climb up onto the table
I can scale the face of any wall
I can open any door I want
With little effort from me at all
I can make a mess of my whole food plate
I can swim in a big pool with aquatic conditions
I know how to throw a big ball
And I can make you wanna lose your temper
Mommas, Daddies and Grandparents
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the parents
I can do anything with no assistance

I can talk to you on Mom’s cell phone
Mom’s cell phone
Mom’s cell phone

I can throw a ball right across the room
Across the room
Across the room

Look at me
Look at me
Climbing and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be
A kid up on top
My smile is happy
My crocs are secure
My cause is trouble
My laugh is pure
I can have you yelling in desperation
Or let Mom cry in exasperation
Dad’s all worried about lacerations
From climbing, that was the conversation
I can make anybody go the distance
Just because I won’t mind ’em
and I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command

I can reach the counter with my step stool
With my step stool
With my step stool

and I can through my big ball down the hall
Down the hall
Down the hall

and I know that stitches might be the cost
Might be the cost
Might be the cost
Might be the cost
Might be the cost
Might be the cost

I can climb the top of the monkey bars
The monkey bars
The monkey bars

I can climb the top of the monkey bars
The monkey bars
The monkey bars

Congrats, MommaPeas!

Just wanted to say congrats to MommaPeas and family on the arrival of their new baby girl, "Airport!"

StickyBun-Scotti will be sad that he won't be the only baby in MommaPeas' life any more...he loves some MommaPeas!

Ready, Set, Salsa!

The Husby was kind enough to let me enjoy a Mom's Night Out a few weeks ago. I enjoyed some much needed quality time with my favorite "mommas" at a local Mexican restaurant before heading to a salsa lesson at the studio owned by Fabian (and his wife Jackie) from the TV show "Dancing with the Stars." For those of you that watched the show, Fabian was Marlee Matlin's dance partner.

I arrived at dinner late...imagine that...but was happy when the waiter hurried over to get my drink order. Can anyone say "margaritas?" I asked for a margarita on the rocks, and the waiter asked me if I would like a small, medium, large, or jumbo. I have learned from all of my shopping at Sam's that it is always cheaper to buy in bulk, so I order a medium margarita. In my mind, medium would mean between 10 and 12 ounces. When the waiter returns to the table, he is carrying a glass the size of a pitcher with a straw in it! All of the other "mommas" start laughing hysterically because they think that I have ordered the largest drink on the menu. Much to my surprise (and theirs), in Mexico, "medium" must be more like 32 ounces...but no, I was not complaining...

After some riotous conversation and enough margaritas to let us float out of the restaurant, we headed to our salsa lesson. I'm not sure if our instructor was prepared for a room full of drunk "mommas" trying to learn how to cut a rug. All that I know is we all were too intoxicated to notice that we weren't very good. "Seis" was my partner for the evening, and she kept me laughing the entire time!

We all decided that we should take another salsa lesson again soon, but we were all in agreement that we will wait to have our margaritas until afterwards next time!

Blogging Blitzkrieg

I have not done a very good job of updating my blog over the past few months with the fast pace of the summer semester, but I will have a week off before the Fall semester begins. Get ready for a Blogging Blitzkrieg because I have plenty of blog fodder in my arsenal!