Family codes and rituals
Freddy Woo writes, "as a child we used to have a 'whoever cuts doesn't choose the slice' rule with cake. It worked brilliantly, but it's left me completely anal about dividing up food - my wife just takes the piss as I ritually compare all the slice sizes."
What codes and rituals does your family have?
( , Thu 20 Nov 2008, 18:05)
Freddy Woo writes, "as a child we used to have a 'whoever cuts doesn't choose the slice' rule with cake. It worked brilliantly, but it's left me completely anal about dividing up food - my wife just takes the piss as I ritually compare all the slice sizes."
What codes and rituals does your family have?
( , Thu 20 Nov 2008, 18:05)
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Just an addict, addicted to music
SugarSpunSister's post put me in mind of my own family. I have always thought of us as atheists but I am thinking of starting to put "rockist" on forms.
When I was a wee girl, we owned a fucking shit-hot stereo - very high quality amp and speakers, with the ability to run sound through the speakers, headphones, or for some bizarre reason, both.
My dad used to put a pillow on the floor, position the speakers on each side of the pillow and put the headphones on, set to play through headphones and speakers. He would then put on Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven", volume cranked up as far as it would go. When the song was over he'd get up and declare "that song is better than an orgasm!".
As a kid, every Xmas I received an annual voucher for the big Aussie music chain Brashs (and hoo boy, did I spend that on some great music - Thru The Roof '83, anyone?). I now continue this by giving my ten year old niece JB Hi-Fi vouchers (which she spends on shitty DVDs like Snow Dogs).
My mother confessed to me once that their marriage was more-or-less based on the fact that "we both love music". And one arvo when my sister and I were hanging out at home listening to Black Sabbath's "Paranoid", my mum walked past with a basket of laundry and sighed "I had my first passionate kiss to this song".
I know this is about families, but I started at a new workplace recently and I knew I was going to fit right in when my boss's phone rang and the MP3 ringtone was The Saints "I'm Stranded".
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( , Fri 21 Nov 2008, 23:16, 2 replies)
SugarSpunSister's post put me in mind of my own family. I have always thought of us as atheists but I am thinking of starting to put "rockist" on forms.
When I was a wee girl, we owned a fucking shit-hot stereo - very high quality amp and speakers, with the ability to run sound through the speakers, headphones, or for some bizarre reason, both.
My dad used to put a pillow on the floor, position the speakers on each side of the pillow and put the headphones on, set to play through headphones and speakers. He would then put on Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven", volume cranked up as far as it would go. When the song was over he'd get up and declare "that song is better than an orgasm!".
As a kid, every Xmas I received an annual voucher for the big Aussie music chain Brashs (and hoo boy, did I spend that on some great music - Thru The Roof '83, anyone?). I now continue this by giving my ten year old niece JB Hi-Fi vouchers (which she spends on shitty DVDs like Snow Dogs).
My mother confessed to me once that their marriage was more-or-less based on the fact that "we both love music". And one arvo when my sister and I were hanging out at home listening to Black Sabbath's "Paranoid", my mum walked past with a basket of laundry and sighed "I had my first passionate kiss to this song".
I know this is about families, but I started at a new workplace recently and I knew I was going to fit right in when my boss's phone rang and the MP3 ringtone was The Saints "I'm Stranded".
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( , Fri 21 Nov 2008, 23:16, 2 replies)
start 'em young
My little daughter (who's about to turn three), when asked what her favourite music is, replies "Rock & Roll, Baby!" and makes the sign of the devil (or tries to - she hasn't quite mastered it yet). And her favourite evening activity is dancing around dressed as a fairy to very loud Bon Scott-era AC/DC ... she even does air guitar!
Brings a proud tear to her old man's eye.
( , Tue 25 Nov 2008, 17:58, closed)
My little daughter (who's about to turn three), when asked what her favourite music is, replies "Rock & Roll, Baby!" and makes the sign of the devil (or tries to - she hasn't quite mastered it yet). And her favourite evening activity is dancing around dressed as a fairy to very loud Bon Scott-era AC/DC ... she even does air guitar!
Brings a proud tear to her old man's eye.
( , Tue 25 Nov 2008, 17:58, closed)
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