@Travel- 1979 I was a 23 year old wife and mother of 2 toddlers! I was just looking at the flexibility and silliness and downright youthiness and the grandparent thing came to mind. Time flies when you spastic dance the night away.
Well, Maddie, as a kid I used to play with these weed/wheat/helicopter blade looking plants. I'd spin them and say deedle, deedle, deedle. My grandmother heard me and started calling me that. It's my official nickname.
I loved hearing that story. And I know too well those things your talking about. My mother has a tree they come off in her yard, and she is always complaining because they clog her drain pipes up in the spring. Funny when we had the cat, we did the same thing..Deedle Deedle Deedle…. and she came running. Maybe she was your spirit animal? Her real name was Starrbooty though.
Oh my, this was forty years ago. I'm definitely feeling old. Also, this was the year the Chicago White Sox blew up a bunch of records for a promotion called Disco Demolition Night, if I recall.
Of course that was way before my time and I read about it in books... yup that's totally true. Ok I do remember those days but in my defense I was a kid. That's a great song, I remember our school would take us on day trips to a discotech, a place where we would skate on rollerskates around to disco music and they often played this song.
OMG too cool. Throwback party! ππππ
ReplyDeletei'd throw back for south cyprus!
DeleteDear, you'd throw back for the milkmen.
DeleteAnita, I'm all in on that one!
DeleteWOO HOO! break out the party hats and the gin! shake dat ass! swing those jahoobies! WOO HOO!
ReplyDeletewatch where you swing those things.
DeleteMs Moorecock, all this did was make me realize how lame we are now-a-days.
ReplyDeleteProbably one of the most uplifting things I've ever seen day! And Miss Vanngie send her love.
ReplyDeleteMiss Vanngie, Vannnnnngie!
DeleteOh dear god! And to think I lived through the disco years! I have no idea what Iceland and Israel were doing. Was that disco?
ReplyDeleteThese people are probably grandparents now! I feel so oooooooooold!
ReplyDeleteHey! That was after I finished high school! And yes I am old enough to be a grandfather, I am not, but I am old enough.
Delete@Travel- 1979 I was a 23 year old wife and mother of 2 toddlers! I was just looking at the flexibility and silliness and downright youthiness and the grandparent thing came to mind. Time flies when you spastic dance the night away.
DeleteDeedles, sweetie pie, didn't you say that you "have" grandchildren? You do realize that makes you a granddeedles! Lol
DeleteThat's Duchess Granddeedles to you, peasant!
DeleteGranddeedles!!!!!!!!! I almost sprayed my coffee!!!! How did you ever come up with the name Deedles, Duchess?
DeleteWhen we got our first cat we almost named her Deedles.
Well, Maddie, as a kid I used to play with these weed/wheat/helicopter blade looking plants. I'd spin them and say deedle, deedle, deedle. My grandmother heard me and started calling me that. It's my official nickname.
DeleteI loved hearing that story. And I know too well those things your talking about. My mother has a tree they come off in her yard, and she is always complaining because they clog her drain pipes up in the spring. Funny when we had the cat, we did the same thing..Deedle Deedle Deedle…. and she came running. Maybe she was your spirit animal? Her real name was Starrbooty though.
DeleteHey, Starrbooty is my secret fantasy stripper name! Small world!
DeleteSo many Styles of hearing the same rhythm. Amazing! But alas, I'd break a hip now.
ReplyDeleteWe can always pad the floor dear.
DeleteThat was entertaining. Give me like Japan or Thailand or Hong Kong...now those boys moved, not to mention limber.
ReplyDeleteLets me put this drink down and I'll show you what I can do...…
ReplyDeleteLove this!
Alright Miss Calliope...werk it, but don't wreak it.
DeleteThat riff is so intoxicating awesome :)
ReplyDeleteBorn 2 Be Alive 2018, still rocking this joint! I myself was sold on the overalls of Italy.
ReplyDeleteUna Γ©poca en la que todos se amaban. Vamos a tomar una jugada de la 70. ¡ Y feliz aΓ±o nuevo Maddie!
ReplyDeleteI watched the whole GODDAMNED THING. I say let's bring disco back.
ReplyDeleteThe guy from iceland definately got laid that night, and who knew Canadians could dance?
ReplyDeleteWell Cleo, Im still working on my International Men Project. When I sleep with a Canadian Ill get back to you.
DeleteOh dancing you said....
That was fun!!!! But was it Portugal who invented the death drop?
ReplyDeleteWe may never know.
DeleteOh my, this was forty years ago. I'm definitely feeling old. Also, this was the year the Chicago White Sox blew up a bunch of records for a promotion called Disco Demolition Night, if I recall.
ReplyDeleteOf course that was way before my time and I read about it in books... yup that's totally true. Ok I do remember those days but in my defense I was a kid. That's a great song, I remember our school would take us on day trips to a discotech, a place where we would skate on rollerskates around to disco music and they often played this song.
ReplyDeleteOh yes...the days of the roller rink. Us, with our short shorts and feathered Farrah Fawcett hair.
DeleteJust a guess.
Maddie, for us no shorts just jeans and we were to young for the feathered hair but that came later. Lol :)
DeleteDisco was fun and made the clubs fun until the last couple of years. Now club music sucks.
ReplyDeleteBring disco back. It deserves another chance.
ReplyDeleteDamn, most of those boys do have the moves. I'm sure they rock it in the sheets, too!
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