Always "the Kids"!

Its funny even at_____ yrs old(LOL)my parents still think of Donna, Douglas and myself as "the kids". No matter what we do we still have that title. I used to laugh about this thinking, we're all responsible adults! I learned very quickly on my excursion to AC that thank GOD I was still the "kid" LOL! My parents got a room at the Water Club in Atlantic City for 2 days and asked if I wanted to tag along....."YES!", said the "kid". Unfortunately there was a lot of work piling up at Pooka and I told them that I probably couldn't get away. Sunday before they were leaving they called and said meet them at Pooka! They worked all day with the "kid" so I could go on their trip!!! On Monday I met them at their house and for some reason I turned into the "kid" for real! "When are we leaving?" "I'm hungry!" "Ahh...daddy has to stop at the bank!!!!" "You didn't get gas yesterday!?!?" As I flopped around in the back seat of the car I realized I was giving William and Wesley a run for their money!!! Eventually, luckily for my parents the "kid" fell asleep until we arrived at AC. Our first stop was to visit the spa where my father treated my mother and the "kid" to facials (Hey, mommy and me days aren't just for the little kids!) Afterwards, I quickly put on my swimsuit and went to the pool, deciding to meet my parents later. At the pool I ordered some lunch and when I went to pay they told me they charged it to the room. Wow this "kid" thing is workin! That night After our first day I was exhausted so I went upstairs by myself to go to bed. I had forgotten my contact case so I put my contacts into some drinking glasses with a note in front of them and just for extra security put a bottle of saline in front of the contraption. When I woke up the next morning and went into the bathroom I almost passed out as I saw the 2 glasses neatly cleaned on the sink!!!"Who used the glasses?" I screamed. My father cringed and said that we was disgusted that the hotel would leave dirty glasses out so he rinsed them and unknowingly sent my contacts down the drain. Well he must have thought if he blinded the "kid" I'd stay out of trouble but oh no I just whipped out my glasses and ran to get my comped (by my parents)breakfast! That afternoon I slipped right back to 5rs old, ordering things and charging it to the room, while my parents were downstairs I perused the mini-bar and snack items, before I knew it I had ripped open a box of junk food and ate it deciding to put the empty box neatly back in its place!(Hello! that's what kids do!) After my snack I went to the casino looking for my parents and realized that looking sad at the slots usually got me a $20 from my mom and breathing down my fathers neck while he played and saying, "da...you should cash out...da...you're up to 5 dollars..." usually got me a $20 and a beat it from him! We went out later and had a great dinner and I really did try to offer some cash but my father waived me off, at this point I was thinking about getting another tattoo saying "the kid forever!" Well I had the most fabulous time with my WONDERFUL parents. The next time they go somewhere they should choose an adults only place! NO "KID" ALLOWED!

Ps: please don't hold my bratty behavior against me the "kid" is a hard habit to break, LOL!!

Michael

Hey Pooka family, I don't know about you, but I'm still trying to come to grips with the death of Michael Jackson. Despite all his eccentric behavior in the past, he is still a part of my childhood and continues to hold a place in my heart. I am so disgusted with his father's behavior pre and post his death as well as all the other bloodsuckers so much so that I refuse to watch or read any more media press about Michael. I want to remember the good times of when I saw him in concert in Philly and of his groundbreaking videos and of his humanitarian efforts in Africa and across the world when everyone embraced "We are the World!" My uncle sent an email the other day reminiscing of when he took my cousin Karen to her first Jackson concert. That in turn sparked my other uncle to email about the time when he was stationed in Germany and he took my cousin Jessica to a Jackson concert. Then the email chain continued throughout our family. I thought it would be nice if our Pooka family would do the same i.e. tells us about your memory of seeing a Michael Jackson concert or any Michael memorable event. Hit us on Twitter, Facebook or the Pookalitas blog and tell us about your Michael experience. Let's keep the positive memories flowing so we can stamp out all the negative press!

My Jackson Five!

I miss Michael Jackson. When I look back at it Michael Jackson has been through every part of my life with me. He was definitely my first crush, Donna and I would argue over who gets Michael and she would have the nerve to always throw Marlin or Randy my way(sorry guys) but I held out for Michael all the time. We would put that record on and played it until the grooves wore off and it was funny because growing up we lived on one floor and we played that record in our living room for hours and just recently Donna and I looked at each other and said, "Where were mommy and daddy?" I asked my mother and she just laughed, "Yes girls, your father and I were very patient, LOL!". We actually saved our own money to buy that album which made it even more special and our very first concert, yup, the Jacksons. We've known them our entire lives. Growing up we would play Jackson Five with friends of our family and we would do all the steps. We each had fedora hats borrowed from our dads (except for me, now that I think about it,since I was the youngest and we were out of cool hats, they always made me wear my ski cap, not cool guys, not cool) and sang all night long. There was always a song along my path to adulthood from "ABC" to "Thriller" to "You give me Butterflies". And please tell me what girl didn't put on the knee pads and straighten out her bangs and try to jump over a chair like Janet did in the pleasure principle?!!!Who else except family has been with you through everything! I will always love Michael Jackson, The Jacksons and Janet! yeah, yeah randy and marlon too, Donna!