Gee, I love it when I’m right…
…I’ve been saying this for YEARS.
Things are gearing up for another meet around here, and the kids are requesting that my “normal looking hair, auntie! wth?!” be dyed to match, so I’ve gotta make me a stop into the beauty shop and pick up some colors. The things I do for those kids!
Oh yeah, and there’s the tiny little matter of Mt. Redoubt about to erupt. But ya know, that’s no big thing. 🙂
(that’s where TBF started stuttering. Right there. Ha!)
I should go to the store and do the whole “disaster plan” thing. Eventually…
how’s things with ya’ll?
Conversating with slang.
We all know that sometimes, trying to talk to our teenagers is like trying to tame a wild beast while riding a tricycle and balancing spinning plates on your nose. Sometimes, they just don’t want to chat. Hell, sometimes, the last thing WE want to do is talk to them, too. But we all make an effort in order to keep those lines of communication open – even if it means learning an entirely new language.
Back in my day, my poor mom had to figure out if “bad” meant bad, or good, and suffer through many renditions of “Gag me with a spoon!” and “grodie to the MAX” and “like, omigawd!” because here in Alaska, we apparently wanted to be Vally Girls. Or something. There were a lot of outs – hanging out, making out, staying out, getting out – though coming out came along later, fighting for our right to party, and hundreds of other things we all said that I can’t even remember now. Then this new generation is here, and suddenly I find my brow wrinkled in confusion with the oh so smart sounding “…huh?” that follows.
TrendCentral has the newest list of slang that we might hear around our kids – how many can you explain without reading the descriptions?
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Povo (po-vo)
I hadn’t heard this one, as it apparently comes from an HBO series that I don’t watch because I’m mean and don’t have HBO. It means lacking funds, as in “My pay cut has left me totally povo.”
Ex-hole
Ha! I know this one! It’s the almost polite way to call your ex an asshole without your mom reaching for the soap! Of course, we all know my stand on cursing, so this one just makes me laugh.
Cupcake
Mmm chocolately goodness… no? No. This is the new word for cuddling, or so they say. What I wanna know is what’s wrong ith saying “cuddling”? Is it too sweet? Then why replace it with Cupcake? And dude, I totally want a cupcake right now, and I don’t mean a cuddle, either!
PWN!
As in “You’ve totally been pwn-ed!” This one’s been around for a while, and looks like it’s gonna stay. Any gamer knows this one -means to “power own” or to generally just NAIL your competition to the WALL. Now everyone says it. Even LOLCats.
Epic Fail.
The opposite of PWN. Dude. If you really messed something up? It is 100% an Epic Fail. Just ask the LOLCats again.
Geequals
This is new to me. You can find you’re Geek Equal, and get geequal.
Myselfish
HAHAHA! I love this one. Incessant Facebook status updates and TMI twitter feeds, all to get noticed. Because we totally need to know you’re at the gas station taking a pee. Annoyingly Myselfish.
Hate-cation
Taking a vacation from being a hater. It’s up there ith a moral cleanse.
Obama/Not Obama
Apparently Londonites have decided our new President is synonymous with “cool”
Alt-worthy
Cool and trendy
‘Kward (kwerd)
Because saying “AWWWWKWARD!” is SO last year.
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Ya know, our words were PERFECTLY OK – why they gotta go and make up new ones? I think that’s TOTALLY myselfish, and sometimes makes conversating a little ‘kward. Just sayin’.
And, since I seem to be on a youtube kick…
Check this one out! *LMAO*
Living with teenage boys.
I count myself lucky, actually, to have a son that collected such a great group of friends. I am even more lucky in that I, as they are fond of telling me, possess the mind and humor of a 16 year old boy. We all get along just fine.
Which is why I’m never afraid to beg them to do something for me – like bring me a diet crack coke, or check something on the car, or drop something into the mail box. T, the newest of ‘my’ boys, has just gotten to the point where he’s stopping by to grab a cup o’noodle and bs for a while. I got to embarass him a bit about his girlfriend last night, and make him blush, and he didn’t run away this time! Instead, he said “oh! your car! you needed me to look for something…” and dashed outside.
Remember that cold snap? Well, at some point during that OMGCOLD spell, I started the car only to discover that my blinkers and hazard lights weren’t working. Lovely. I called my dad and told him that I thought a fuse blew and he said no, it was the ‘flasher’ and he’d go get the part. Then, last night, T – our resident Car Boy – discovered that indeed, it WAS a fuse, as the hazards and blinkers had been hotwired by the previous owners to use the same fuse.
In other words – I was TOTALLY right. And you can bet your sweet bippy I called Dad and told him so too! He tried to deflect me by talking about the busted heater, but I got in my “Neener neener I was right!” anyway. Just because I don’t know a fuse from a hole in the ground, and had no idea what I was talking about anyway – it does not deflect from the fact that I! Was! Right! Neener.
So, all of this left us with the “flasher” plug sitting on the console in the jeep when my son took me to lunch today. While waiting for our food, he proved himself to be his grandpapa’s grandson, by picking up the piece, studying it, and asking the all important question:
“So, if I plug this into the back of a girls neck, will she then flash everyone?”
Yeah. I laughed. You gotta admit that was pretty amusing, and definitely something his Papa probably would have said, had he thought of it first. I swatted him on the arm too though, because I am STILL his mother. Even if I was laughing.
If nothing else, life with teenage boys is endlessly amusing!
HAHAHHAAH!
Oh lordy. And I couldn’t get the original song out of my head before – this? this will be around for a while. *LMAO*
