This Monkey's Gone To Heaven......

I've realized recently that I am becoming my mother. This realization is not due to "sounding" like her or suddenly looking in the mirror and seeing that I look like her. I was driving home from grocery shopping (alone....WHOO!!) the other day listening to my mp3 player and one of my favorite Pixies songs came on...... I blasted the radio and sang at the top of my lungs.

As I was wailing away in my car I realized that all of my absolute favorite songs are from the 80s and 90s......much like my ma's favorites are from the late 60s, 70s and early 80s.

OMG, I am my mother....version 2.0.

Now don't get me wrong I love new music and do own a lot of it but my "singing in the car at the top of my lungs" music is all from my pre-mommy days, which suddenly made me feel like my mother.

What's really funny is that as I get older I appreciate my mothers music more and more as well......I've even gone so far as to tell my hubby that until he could pop off the names of the 4 members of Led Zeppelin, I wasn't sure we could last another 11 years!!

Call me crazy but I guess I really don't mind "becoming" my mother......there are worse people I could become.