Friday, June 22, 2007

Summer in the Burbs...

Reverendmother from RevGalBlogPals writes:

Summer in the city...or town, or suburb, or hamlet, or burg, or unincorporated zone, or rural area of your choice---pretty much anywhere but the southern hemisphere, it's summer. (Australians and others, consider this an invitation to take a break from winter for a while.)

1. Favorite summer food(s) and beverage(s)
SUMMER FRUITS! Corn on the cob. Watermelon. Peaches (Georgia belles if I can get them!) Nectarines. Blackberries the size of my thumb. Elderberries (Unsucessful in finding these most of the time...) sigh...
SUMMER DRINKS?
A glass of my Bearded Beloved Spouse's homebrew. Iced tea with mint and Splenda. Just about any kind of fruit-enhanced margarita.

2. Song that "says" summer to you. (Need not be about summer explicitly.)
Oh dear. Do you REALLY want to know? It's remembering a collection of songs from Girl Scout camp. All those years of leading sing-alongs... and someone wrote a book on it before I did!!

The first song that came into my head was the camp song I sang at the top of my voice at a stoplight yesterday... (to my daughter's horror) "Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts..." with all of the motions, and verses.

[Her priceless comment - "Mom. WHY can you remember that song and not the Hebrew alphabet?" - why indeed...]


3. A childhood summer memory
Camping. Family camping (the REAL kind - tents and bugs.) Girl Scout camps of various places: Pisgah and Occoneechee in North Carolina were two I attended the most years.

4. An adult summer memory
Well, both of my babies were summer babies. That's a pretty special set of memories right there! I would put up their baby pictures but I have been banned from doing that.

5. Describe a wonderful summer day you'd like to have in the near future. (weather, location, activities) sigh... You're making me long for that perfect day at the beach again. You can see my dreams here...

Optional: Does your place of worship do anything differently in the summer? (Fewer services, casual dress, etc.) Nope. We're always casual. The services stay the same as far as time and number. And they won't let me lead any camp songs for worship either...

Deb
(who forgot her spoon but has her straw!)

P.S. Watch it here!

11 comments:

Leah said...

You're right--here's one blogger who couldn't have named that song cuz she's never heard it or heard of it! Fun play, though, and here in Southern California we're always casual at church, too...

Songbird said...

Try setting the Hebrew alphabet to that tune and see if that helps. (I can't memorize anything that isn't set to music.)

ellbee said...

I had a similar conversation with my son after disbelief that I ever LEARNED such a song.This led to a full concert including Fish Heads, the one about the 3-legged dog, the baby bumblebee that ends up squished...

Mrs. M said...

There are motions to that song?!? C'mon, you've got to share that!

Princess of Everything (and then some) said...

Wonderful list!

Maybe if you set the Hebrew to song. Really...I mean, I think it would work.

Ruby said...

I sing that song with my children, too. It's so gross that it can send the crankiest of us into giggles.

Sally said...

your song I suspect is unique- as for memorising Hebrew- hmmm....no I can't either!

QuakerPastor said...

I'm there with "mutilated monkey butts"...
At least that's how our version continued
QP

zorra said...

In my circle it was "mutilated monkey meat, itty bitty birdie feet." My cousin used to torment me with that song.

mompriest said...

Oh. Easy answer for your daughter. Singing uses a different part of your brain (especially greasy gopher guts songs) than Hebrew. I mean really! Left brain, right brain, upper brain, lower brain, camp song brain and seminary brain, old brain, young brain. what ever!

Cathy said...

I haven't thought of that Great Green Gobs in ages - however, i don't know the actions to it. I think you should to a video of it and show us. It's time we saw you in action.