"Wake Up Baby! Your Life Is Calling!"

So by now if you've been following The Daily Dandy for a bit you undoubtedly know that I am an extreme helicopter mom... Yes...that is me in the cartoon above.

I'm on my way to bring my baby to the rest of his life.

Have a great weekend bloggers....and try to hold on for just a bit longer if you can.
xoxo

Way To Go Frack!

Dreams really do come true...if you work hard and you believe. Class of 2018 here he comes! Division 1 Golf and so much more. Life begins now.

So proud of you college boy!Congrats, it will be a very Merry Christmas.

College Prep

So I'm back here again...

This time it's very different and this time it's much harder. Frack has entered the age when all things pertaining to college must be addressed and Frack is slightly overwhelmed by it all. My son manifests his frustration in difficult ways which translate into a "I couldn't care less" attitude. But I know him and I know he does care. The easy thing for him, would be to take a "chips fall where they may" attitude, but I won't let him be lazy. 

We are deep into the testing season and the recruiting season and Frack has some good options, but he has to work harder both on the course and off to realize his dreams. That's where Frack and I have a hard time communicating. Frack has decided that he just wants to have fun. 

"It's summer mom. I just want to hang out with my friends." he says.

And before you say anything, yes he has a job. He works at a local restaurant 2-3 nights a week, which really cuts into his social time. A fact which he reminds me of everyday but cars don't run on air. Frack must work if he wants to drive his car. So we forge ahead and he reluctantly prepares his lists of schools and college applications. Some days he's full of motivation and excitement. The prospect of leaving mom and dad and having an entire world to himself is most appealing. But some days he's not the slightest bit concerned about deadlines and essays, and assures me he will take care of things in time. I realize that he needs to police himself, but his track record on that aint-a-so-good.

Oh the joys of the college process!

I worry and I wait and in the meantime I remind him that he has to be responsible to no avail. Then I pray to God to give me patience and strength. 

"Can I Have A Moment To Myself?"

The following matter is herein referred to as, "The Wooby Wars"

This conversation may or may not have taken place recently in The Daily Dandy household, before someone goes off to college soon.  

Allegedly. 

I'm Off Like A Prom Dress....

Happy Friday bloggers!

It's the kickoff to vacation week here in the burbs and we are off again! We all headed to Gotham City, or New York as it's known, because this weekend is for accepted students at NYU. Frick is pumped and Frack is pissed. (he'd rather be golfing in Florida) The only request he had was to go see "Spiderman Turn Off The Dark" on Broadway, to which we all agreed, so he can't be that pissed.

So that means that The Daily Dandy will be on hiatus from today, Friday, April 13, 2012 and will return on Thursday, April 19, 2012.

I'm pumped too. I'm going to see the Statue of Liberty because I've never seen it up close. Yup, and I wanna go eat at Eataly, and I want to go to St. Patricks, (maybe Sunday Mass?) and Saks Fifth Avenue and of course, Bergdorff's and Barneys. I've just got to go to Dylan's Candy Bar, don't I?

My bestest friend in the world lives in NYC, so I'll be seeing lots of her and I have another close friend there and then theres THE MAD TEXTER!! Corey James, I'm coming for you. I want to meet you one day at The Evolution Store in SoHo. My inner Goddess of The Skull LOVES it there, and I must buy myself a souvenir. (it's also directly across the street from the Kardashian's Dash store, so we can go over there and have a field day ripping them).

Needless to say I'm excited.

Have a great week bloggers, I'll see you on the flip side and take a moment to enjoy some city life!

Business As Usual

I fell asleep on the sofa during the State of The Union last night. I might have even been snoring, a little.


Melissa McCarthy was nominated for an Academy Award for her role in Bridesmaids. I'm so pumped for her because she definitely stole the show. How's about we celebrate? I say Fight Club and we beat the shit out of her!


I read an article in the paper today about Kelly Clarkson and then Kellie Pickler sang a song on Good Morning America while I was on the Elliptical (I liked it too!) then Carrie Underwood's face was on the back of my US Weekly magazine in my kitchen. I swear to you, I even thought about dedicating a whole post to it. Which Idol will be flashed before my eyes today? Talk about a powerful machine.


Been watching the show "Person Of Interest" on CBS. Jim Caviezel..Yummy. Wasn't he Jesus in Mel Gibson's "Passion of Christ"? Lusting after Jesus? If that's wrong I don't wanna be right.

Planning a party for Frick. She's graduating from high school, ya know. That makes me officially old. But I don't want to think about that now. I'll think about that tomorrow.

Frick's Excellent Adventure

Dreams really do come true.

You will, of course, give our regards to Broadway.

Congrats baby girl. I'm overjoyed for you and so very proud.

And So It Begins...

So, as most of you already know, Frick is going to be a senior when school starts next week. A joyous time in one's resume of life. Or so it should be, but what we are learning fast is that the next few moths will be from hell.

You see, Frick has to start the college application process and it ain't going to be a cake walk. Now a days the process is so arduous and long that it has left us both feeling like Mr. Blutarsky up there. There is so much to this whole college thing and then Frick's circumstances become even more time consuming because she is applying to be a theater major. That means that not only does she have to apply to each school, she also has to audition for each school.

Can you say Valium?

If that's not bad enough, there are the standardized tests. For you laymen, that is what is commonly known as the SAT and now-a-days the ACT. You can send either one score or the other, possibly both, or your best score of the two. Then there's the tutors. Frick is now on her second round of SAT tutoring, because the first round, (which cost over 2 GRAND) didn't go so well. Highway robbery. Of course there's a separate tutor for the ACT test and a college coach to aid you with the application process. This all spells out $$MONEY$$ and we aren't even talking tuition yet.

But I want to give my daughter every opportunity to achieve her dreams, and if I can do so then I consider it my responsibility. I worry that both her and my expectations are high and that disappointment could follow. Lucky for us, we are both optimistic and capable and whatever will be, will be. It will not be from lack of effort. You see Frick is an excellent student with an excellent work ethic and I would not be putting all of us through this if she wasn't the type of kid that will do well and be able to handle it.

So yeah, I'm working today to help my baby girl get everything she need to BEGIN the process, and yeah, I took the day off.

Is it five o'clock yet? I've got a glass of wine with my name written all over it.

Older Than Dirt II

Dang, the body just isn't moving like it used to.

As much as I hate to admit this, after a fabulous, fun filled day of touring the big city of New York, shopping in Soho and then driving back home to Boston, all in the same day, Little Miss Fabulous isn't feeling so fab after all.

I felt like a Mack truck hit me this morning.

The only consolation is that Frick reported to being entirely exhausted today, so maybe that means I'm only as half as old as I feel. The good news is that New York was a rejuvenating experience. The dirt and grime of the smelly taxi's was like an elixir for the soul no matter how tired that soul is. Frick has declared that she felt like "she was home" at NYU and could "totally see herself here". Oh boy, and I can only watch as this tiny transformation takes place before my eyes. She's shaping her life, and making grown up decisions about the planning of the next four years. Exciting stuff really, but I'm getting the feeling that Frick is not going to meet a college campus that she didn't like. She likes the prospect of becoming an adult.

Which makes me feel old.

And the wedge heels I traipsed around the streets of New York in yesterday are today making me feel ancient. Please don't tell me Easy Spirts are the way to go because I'd rather die a noble death in my heels than give in to bad fashion. But don't stick a fork in me just yet. Old can be sexy and if I'm gonna be old, than I'll have to be the best old lady that I know how to be. Old ladies are biker chic, riight??

Ok, I'm beginning to like this new outlook on old. Leather studs, grommets and my favorite things in the world, skulls! Thigh high boots and Harley's? Hell yeah! Maybe it's not over for me just yet.

Yup, I'm re-thinking this whole Old Lady thing.

Frick Does New York

College Road Trip continues!

We are in fabulous New York City visiting NYU. Frick and my nephew Wack and I are trolling the streets of New York city looking at the campus of NYU. Last night we ate Thai food and had Pinkberry and life couldn't have got much better. Today we will visit NYU'S Tisch School for the Arts and it's one of the top programs in the country for theatre and SUPREMELY selective and hard to get into.

Of course, it's Frick's first choice.

While I have always told her that she can accomplish anything that she puts her mind to, we have to be careful to manage expectations when looking at these programs. But hey, why shouldn't she shoot for the stars???

And so it begins...

Can We Blame Joe Biden For A Bad Chem Grade?

So we got in super late last night from DC and the reason we got in late was because our Vice President, Joe Biden, was hogging up all the air space between Boston and Wahington DC.

Of course, they kept telling us the reason our flight was delayed 3 plus hours was because of poor visibility, but a quick call home confirmed the fact that the weather had cleared up much earlier in the day. I only found out the truth from our flight attendant once we got on the plane and were delayed in the runway for the 5th time running.

Frick LOVED Washington and the college tour, and we did the memorials too, so I can't complain too much. Over all it was a great trip! A huge highlight for me was that I got to meet my blogger friend Jim in between college tours. It was so great to finally put a face to the name and we so enjoyed the all too brief time we spent with him.

The bummer was that Frick had this huge Chem project to finish and it was one of those diagramy thingies that we needed to PAINT....Needless to say we were up all night painting Styrofoam balls and now she is cramming to finish it.

Thanks a lot Joe. I'm writing to your office if Frick gets a bad grade. Not kidding.

Lucky for you Frick is an EXCELLENT student because I wouldn't want to face the wrath of her mother....

College Road Trip

So we are embarking on our first of many College Road trips this weekend. Frick is a high school junior and it's high time we checked out the institutes of higher learning as she goes forth.

This weekend we travel to our nation's capital to take in the sites and the schools.

I will not be blogging on Monday, but will be returning to the bloggersphere on Tuesday, March 22, 2011. I hope to have lots of wonderful details and memories to share with you and I can't say I'm not looking forward to having a little fun while we are there.

And so the ride begins..take a deep breath, mother........

Have a great weekend Bloggers!

Just Say No To Nookie

Tufts University, in Medford, MA, just two days ago, added a rule to their student handbook banning students from engaging in "the sex act" in their dorm rooms while their roommate is present. Seems officials at the college have been fielding complaints about sexual promiscuity during "lights out" time from students for a while, so they decided to take action. The issue has been hotly contested and analyzed on every newpaper and talk radio station in Boston.

Opponents say it is a direct violation of a students constitutional rights of freedom, while proponents say, it's time has come. With my own undergraduate dorm days long behind me, I can't say I haven't dealt with this one before on a personal level. Without saying whether I was the violator or the victim, I'll just say that since the dormroom was invented, this issue has been played out in almost every scenario.

Let's take, for example, it's components; young, good looking (for the most part) hormonally fueled 18-21 year-olds, away from home for the first time in their lives, enjoying the fruits of their new found freedom. Can you say sex and drugs and rock and roll?? Hell yes!! And if the sex is free, it's good for the taking. Some believe they are not one's to starve at a banquet, so when the opportunity presents itself, they must dine as if the Apocalypse is fast approaching. Everything and everyone else is considered collateral damage. Others believe that some consideration is in order or possibly a mutually agreed upon sign, that things are gettin' jiggy up in here, and to check back later. *wink, wink*. I'd have to agree with the latter.

Really, how hard is it to find some privacy in college?? Not very. And if you want it bad enough and don't care who sees you, what's to stop you from going for it under some shady tree? And once you add drugs and alcohol into the mix, you usually end up with all bets off the table when it comes to dorm rooms. Then add one pompous and inconsiderate roommate and you've got a sticky situation, quite literally. Bravo to Tufts for giving the student body an option other than the favored f-bomb response from said roommate. I doubt that adding the rule to the handbook will halt the late night nookie in the bed next to you, but it's a start.

It gives the victim a voice when their voice is not being heard over the animalistic moaning and groaning going on over there in the dark.