Sunday night Anastasia and I were up late talking, reminiscing about our childhoods, things we remembered about our parents. I told her about every Sunday how we stopped at Sentry Foods after church and got hot ham and rolls for lunch. Then when we got home my Dad would do one of three things.1. Turn on wgn to watch The Lone Ranger and The Cisco Kid. I remember those incessant commercials for Bert Weinman Ford. They used to drive me crazy. Didn't wgn ever have any other commercials?Who knows, maybe my Dad had a thing for Debbie Reynolds who sang an English version of Dominique in The Singing Nun (1966)?
2. Turn on the stereo and listen to the polka shows. (Why, I have no idea. I never in my life saw my parents dance the polka.)
3. Put on the Dominique record by The Singing Nun aka Sister Luc-Gabriele aka Jeanine Deckers. My Dad would play that over and over. A fun fact that my Dad never knew was that Ms. Deckers left her order to pursue her singing career and "embrace her lesbian sexuality".
Our daughter had a 6 game bowling match on Saturday. She normally bowls in the 60-80 range. Her last game of the match she bowled a 108. Woo hoo!
Ok, I'm tired of the snow already and it's freakin' cold out there. Our daughter is home sick today. Oh joy! Anastasia is going to the dome driving range and invited me to join her and her sister, but I'm going to have to take a pass because I've got to stay home with the sick one. Oh well, I would have been just a spectator anyway, but at least I would have gotten out of the house.
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2 comments:
Oh, I used to be fascinated by that singing nun song. I used to sing it constantly, except I only knew the "Dominica, 'nica, 'nica . . . " part. But still.
It was quite a novelty song, wasn't it?
Don't forget the Earl Scheib I'll paint any car for $19.95 LOL
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