Officially Old

Every time I hear Franz Ferdinand, I think I’m going to feel old.

The first time I ever heard him was M1 telling her Daddy, “Play the funny man! Play the funny man!” How did she manage to hear it before me? Ok. So the next time I hear it, she knows all the words & is boogy-ing like a boogy machine to it. It is damn catchy stuff. Saturday Night Fever for the new millennia.

She’s five. When I was five I listened to Debbie Boone. At five, my kid has so far out hipped me that… that… I’m just frumpy old Mom.

That said, Franz Ferdinand makes me wanna shake it like a polaroid picture.