What is an earworm, you ask?
It’s a tune or song that gets stuck in your brain! It’s that song that’s playing in your head as soon as you wake up in the morning and plays all day long. Sometimes it’s a good song or tune but sometimes it’s awful and drives you bonkers.
Don’t ask me why, but I woke up singing this song! Who am I kidding? I’m still singing it! I used to listen to Roger Miller when I was a kid and enjoyed his songs. They were very entertaining and well, I was a kid and I listened to what my parents listened to.
For some odd reason, I don’t remember a lot about our Christmases growing up. Oh, there are a few things I can recall like the little Life Savers ‘books’ Santa would bring us, the Christmas coloring books and brand spankin’ new crayons, the candy canes, and the gift my sisters and I got to open on Christmas Eve. It was always new pajamas, or a new outfit to wear on Christmas Day. I don’t think we appreciated it then as much as we do now. I don’t remember too much about any gifts I (we) got, or if we were disappointed because we didn’t get what we wanted. Those things just aren’t important enough to remember.
The fondest Christmas memory I have is the time we couldn’t afford a tree or maybe we just waited too long to get one. I really don’t remember that part. My mom, being the creative and crafty person she was, noticed the GIANT pine tree on the side of our neighbor’s yard which had a broken branch. It was HUGE! I don’t know if Mom asked the neighbor or not but she went outside and snatched up that humongous branch and brought it in the house! She trimmed the branch so it would fit in the corner of the living room. She propped it up, and if I recall correctly, she had to secure it to the wall to keep it from falling! We decorated it with our usual holiday ornaments, tinsel and star on top and that’s the ONLY Christmas tree I remember as a kid! It was an awesome Christmas tree! It’s great how Mom made sure we had a tree that year. I’ll never forget it.
When I was living in California there was a commercial made by a local used car salesman. His name was Cal Worthington. His commercials were low budget and a favorite of my daughter’s when she was about 4 or 5.
My memory is fading a bit on the lyrics but they were different every time except for the part that repeated at the end “Go see Cal, Go see Cal, Go see Cal.” Every commercial, ol’ Cal Worthington would have a different animal. The introduction was “Here’s Cal Worthington and his dog Spot.” Spot would be a bear, a horse, a tiger, a monkey…anything he could get he’d use in his commercials. One time he had a hippo. Unbeknownst to me at the time, my daughter thought he was saying “horsey cow” when he was actually saying “Go see Cal” and this misunderstanding led to something quite amusing!
When I found out about her little misunderstanding we were at the zoo. The hippo was very visible; you could really get a good look at how big this animal really is. To our surprise, my daughter bursts out “Lookie, horsey cow, horsey cow, horsey cow!” At that moment I knew because she was repeating the words in the same manner as the words in the song. We all laughed our butts off that day!
Kids. Gotta love ’em.