Helicopter Mom

helicopterThere’s this thing I’ve been hearing about, “Helicopter Mom.” They seem to be parents living vicariously through their children to the extreme. Yes, when parenting is done right, children become an all-consuming part of your life. Wow! There are parents that will uproot their lives and move away to college with their kids? Really! Is this dedication and commitment, or is it something else? Why would I do this? Why would I want to?

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The 80’s Chick meets Millennial Son

Yes I’m an 80’s Chick. My sons are millennials. By the way (which was in use long before BTW and texting I might add. Yes I am that “old”), I think millennials are AWESOME and wickedly funny!

Case in point: Every generation has its slang and my heyday in the 70s-80s was no different. My millennials really don’t understand my slang but I still try. Case in point here’s a text thread between me and one of my millennials:

80s Chick:                             Are you ok?

Millennial Offspring:       Yesh (I’ve learned this means Yes)

80s Chick:                            What is your ETA?

Millennial Offspring:       Eta?    Eat?   I’d love to eat

(NOTE: this is a guy child. Food is a priority).

80s Chick:                           Estimated time of arrival.  LOL well come home and eat

(NOTE: Dinner was ready BTW!)

I really did laugh out loud when I got his text. He really had no clue what ETA stood for. I don’t think he’s ever seen an episode of “Emergency”, or “CHIPS.” He may have seen “the A-Team,” “Miami Vice,” or “MacGyver” on reruns when really young.

Back in the day my group of friends used the term ‘ETA’ in general conversation. “What’s your ETA to the club?” Pretty much translated as: Get here soon or we’re going in without you! Ah…good times!

Let the good times roll!