i love bon jovi. i love them a lot - and i love jon bon jovi even more. i have obsessively loved this man since i was approximately 6 years old. when i was in elementary school, i begged my mom to find me some red boots so i could look like jbj did in the "bad medicine" video. i was very excited when i found some at a store, but she said "no." she did however cave in and buy me those jean slip-on espirit shoes that EVERYBODY had in the fall of my second grade year. i had to wait until Christmas to get mine though, and by then they were no longer cool. oh well. i digress.
yes, i love bon jovi. i once informed my husband that, if ever given the opportunity, i would definitely have a consensual adult relationship with him. he got mad --- which only led me to conclude that he thought i had a reasonable chance at this occurring. yeeeeaaahhhh!
fast forward to the close present. the new bon jovi album came out in november -- i figure this was jon's birthday gift to me. i desperately wanted to listen to it in the car. brynn did not... so in an effort of assumed futility, i taught her some "dance moves." So, when jon sings "Yeah, Yeah!" we do jazz hands... when jon sings about the sun, we point to the sky, etc.... Now, to my dismay, this has become quite popular and dare say -- her obsessive love as well.
before we get into the car i get asked "can we listen to bon jodi?" (she can't say her "v"s). we get into the car and she says "you are going to be tico and i am jon bon jodi. tico, let's listen to 'boken pomise', tico." (she can't say her "r's" either) sometimes i play along, but mostly now i say "i don't want to be tico, i want to be mommy." sometimes she'll let me be mommy, but most of the time she says "you can be "dabe" then and bandon can be tico, okay dabe?" while nice to accommodate my desire to no longer be tico, this is not what i'm looking for...
to make matters worse, brynn secretly asked her grandma for a guitar for christmas. of course she got one. so now instead of just having to play tico and dave in the car, we have to continue the role play at home.... now she walks around with the instrument and does her best to sing the songs -- she doesn't have a guitar strap though, so she does have some problems holding on to the guitar while she does her jazz hands -- but she isn't bad.
probably the most embarrassing though, is when i take "jon bon jodi" to do errands with me. sometimes "bon jodi" refuses to take off her sunglasses. if i mistakenly call her by her pseudonym (aka "Brynn") i get loudly reprimanded "I NOT BINN! I BON JODI" i get a lot of stares.. so it's just easier to call her what she wants. i suppose she could ask to be called worse.. but it's tiring.
i never thought i'd get to the point where i'd actually be muttering the words "No bon jovi today. tico needs some quiet" -- but i have... more than once.
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