There is a song in my potluck Kids Activities Blog

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Happy Monday.
*insert whistling of a happy tune of your choice*

Last week here at the Nirvana many of the comments were musically related. I think it must have had something to do with this improved* potluck feature:

Here is where Holly fits the word potluck into a popular song from the 80’s for no other reason then it makes her laugh

*feature disclaimer: The word “improved” in no way assures feature quality in the past or present.

The following is originally by Night Ranger. Because really, what is 80s music without Night Ranger?

What do you do
When it’s falling apart
And you knew it was gone
From the very start
Do you close your eyes
And dream about potluck

A girl in potluck
With a gleam in her eye
I was a younger boy
All dressed in white
We’re older now
Do you still think about potluck

I remember

We learned about potluck
In the back of a Chevrolet
Well, it felt so good to be young
Feels like yesterday

When you close your eyes
Do you dream about potluck
When you close your eyes
Do you dream about potluck
Do you still dream about potluck

Thanks to Rachel, Spinning, Stephanie, Lisa , Jill Jill Bo Bill, Lisa, Burg Baby, Angie, Suburban Corespondent, Louise, Suzie, AMomTwoBoys, Moscow Mom, Eudae Mamia, Beck, Mrs. Parks,The Mom, Angie, Mekhismom, JenniBeanV,Laski Gal, Salubrina, Brittany and Larissa who all left musically related comments last week. You had me singing songs in my head. I hate to complain but some of them were really stuck…

Thanks to those of you who supplied suggestions and lyrics:
“I Want to Know What Potluck Is” —Louise

Lookin ™ for some Pot Luck baby this evenin’
I need some Pot Luck baby tonight
I want some Pot Luck baby this evenin’
Gotta have some Pot Luck
Gotta have some coccyx tonight.
I need Pot Luck
I want some Pot Luck
I need some Pot Luck
—Manic Mommy

“These crocs were made for stomping…
That’s just what they’ll do…
One of the days these crocs are gonna stomp all over you…”—Moscow Mom

when you’re a rhett,
you’re a rhett all the way,
from your first screaming match
to your last cranky day…

with ryan and reid,
if the spit hits the fan,
you got brothers around,
you’re a family man!

you’re never alone,
you’re never disconnected!
you’re home with your own:
when company’s expected,
then rhett’s protected!

then you are set
with a capital R,
which you’ll never forget
cuz you know who you are …
when you’re a rhett,
you stay a rhett!
–Janet

I received two visitors from the Google search “June Cleaver with an edge”. And one from “edgy June Cleaver”. I hope the fact that I am teetering on the edge is edgy enough.

I also received a visitor that Googled, “campers decide to have one camper eaten by bear to save…”. Wow. Talk about a story with some edge. I need to find out about this story! I Googled it and found that June Cleaver Nirvana was listed FIRST. Don’t you just hate it when you Google something and you get sent somewhere random?

What is up with Holly’s coccyx?

The history of Holly’s coccyx is here for those of you questioning why Holly mentions her coccyx weekly.

The coccyx report today is slightly better then last week. But I have this pain in my neck…

Let’s find out who is Peep of the Week!

In response to my random comment lottery system and the never ending fruit bowl saga:

I still can’t believe no randomly selected comments have landed in your fruit bowl
Thanks Jennifer for your wise observation. You are this week’s Peep of the Week!

The wait is over.
It is now time!
Everyone has been asking…
What is in Holly’s fruit bowl?
In honor of Brittany who commented to actual fruit in my fruit bowl last week,
“Waaaay more appetizing than my fruit bowl…which merely contains lint and 4 rusty pennies.”
here is a special photo edition of What is in Holly’s fruit bowl:

Happy Monday.
I hope today you have a song in your heart.
And I hope that song is not super annoying…

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