– Heavens to Murgatroid!
-Heavens to Betsy!
This is a fine kettle of fish we’re in when we can’t understand the language of our 21 Century kids because the language of the internet has invaded our lives. I often thought my Bubbe lived in amazing times with the invention of the automobile, telephone, jet airplanes and how she loved her freezer! But as blessed as we Baby Boomers are to have lived so many comic book realities, it is still sometimes shocking to live in an era that our grandkids take for granted while our jaws continually drop!
I believe many of us still kvell and feel farklempt when we hear such expressions as, “Gee, willikers!” “In like Flynn!” “I’ll be a monkey’s uncle!” or “Hunkey Dory!” as these words from the past jets us back “home” to a time of innocence, close-knit families, days when your mom would let you take your bike and ride off for the day without worrying if your picture would show up on a milk carton with a reward amount next to your name!
What if you told a millennial, “Don’t forget to pull the chain!” or “Don’t touch that dial!” They’d start packing your things for the old folk’s home. Ask your grandson if he’d like a ride in a jalopy; ask your granddaughter if she’d like her hair done-up in a beehive or pageboy or would she like you to buy her saddle shoes or a pair of pedal pushers! And how would these kids react if you called them a knucklehead, nincompoop or a pill! Not for all the tea in China would these kinderla react with any swell responses! When was the last time anything was swell?
The truth is there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills. But they are gone and yet still part of our personal history and pop culture for those of us growing up in the 50 and 60s.
BUT, BTW (by the way) let me tell you AAMOF (as a matter of fact) with an OMG (oh my G-d) that MMD (made my day) and WFM (works for me)!!:
Last month, my daughter took her 17 year old son and 13 year old daughter to Israel with our Temple for my granddaughter’s Bat Mitzvah. I was greatly saddened I could not go with them. The decision that Shayna made to have her Bat Mitzvah without all her family surrounding her and so far away from home, was considered and thought about by her long and hard. She felt it was a one-time opportunity and an experience she felt she wanted.
Like any grandparent, I was nervous and honestly, felt anxious the entire time they were in the Middle East. When they pulled away in the Uber, I cried. I kept waking up during the night to check on my phone where their plane was with the airline’s website and saw how many hours they had before landing. Actually, that was my reassurance they were still in the air! Please indulge me! I burst out in tears when I saw they had landed safely and I actually knew they landed before my daughter could text me! OMG! Technology!
With FACETIME I was tinkled pink as I traveled with them for the many days to come where I could see videos of my kids in Israel only minutes after it happened! I could see the three of them on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea while in Tel Aviv, eating in a café in Jerusalem, above the Wall taking pictures, shopping in the Old City, strolling along Ben Yuhuda, splashing in the water at the Dead Sea, sweating on Masada, in Caesarea riding donkeys and walking in awe around Safad.
And then miracles of miracles, I lied in my bed from [12:00] midnight till 1:30 am on June 15, watching my beautiful Shayna recite her Torah portion from Katzrin, Israel, with other B’nai Mitzvahs, in an extraordinary simple, meaningful and authentic outdoor service, IN REAL TIME!!
Talk about tears! It was beyond amazing and mind-blowing that I could experience this heartfelt moment with Shayna. I felt like I was there! I could see her face as she recited the sacred words, be presented her tallit and listen as her parents blessed her. I was in awe of the technology for days and days and could only repeat OMG! OMG! OMG! We live in astonishing times where jaw dropping moments are still remarkable!
I am so grateful for the modern day tools that allowed me to have this blessed instant in time to see, hear and share my sweet granddaughter’s accumulation of years from her religious education; and upon their arrival home, to listen for hours, from each of them, the non-stop sharing of their personal take-aways and experiences that is certain to impress them for life. Technology in the 21 Century! Oy vey! OMG!
What can a Baby Boomer Bubbe do? Kvell! Shalom and after while crocodile!!