Just like when we were kids

When I was a kid, it was not uncommon for my dad (the original hipster) to gather us around the living room to listen to his old 8 tracks. If I am not mistaken we even kept an old purple pinto in the driveway that came equipped with its own 8 track player for years after the car wouldn't run because he couldn't bear to part with it. That was classic Gary. Interesting guy that Gary.

But anyway, it wasn't the original plan- but I spent the weekend recreating the same experiences with my kids. It started with a cardboard box full of old cassette tapes. The one I couldn't help but put in was a beat up old mixed tape with "80's" scraped into it with a ball point pen. At first it was just me rocking out by myself in the living room, soon to be followed by Adam (my husband). The worst (best) part was that Isaiah in his 10 year old glory had a friend over. Despite repeated invitations, he didn't want to join his tambourine toting mom in the living room for a hot 80's dance party. The 18 month old was even reluctant to join us if big brother didn't think it was a good idea.

Finally though, Adam and I were having so much fun that the kids couldn't help but go footloose with us. They came up with the fun game of "disco ball" which included playing catch with a bouncy rubber ball while dancing non stop. Tubular time. Awesome.

That was Friday night. Saturday night was spent upstairs playing classic atari games like pong, break out, circus atari, canyon bomber, night driver, etc... Of course, Isaiah's atari plugs straight into the television, holds all the games in a computer the size of a quarter, and isn't nearly as bulky or cumbersome as ours was.

It was a totally rad time.

The whole weekend inspired lots of talking about things from when I was young, who my best friends were in high school, and what we did for fun. The same questions had to be answered by my husband. I remember being pretty infatuated with stories of my parents life in the sixties, so I imagine hearing about the 80's and 90's inspires the same sort of curiosity. At least we didn't have to get out the yearbooks. When that happens, it will all be over I am sure.