Ramblings of an Insomniac

So – what’s on my mind at 2:30 am???????

I have a major deficiency that creates a problem in my ability to communicate with the girls — I can’t whistle!!!! I never have been able to whistle!!! I try and either nothing but air comes out or I get a little faint squeak with the air………….every now and then, something that vaguely resembles a whistle materializes, but not often! I’ve tried the regular way to whistle, I’ve tried doing it through my teeth, I’ve tried using my fingers — nothing seems to work! My theory is that my over-bite is the reason I can not whistle, but I have no proof or research to back that up (hey – maybe the government should spend millions of our tax dollars to do a study on why some people can’t whistle – maybe they will conclude that non-whistlers have over-bites in common……….that will give me the proof I need). I actually don’t really care that I can’t whistle – until I need to get the attention of one or all of the girls! Usually, all I have to do to get them to come in the house is open the door and they all come running. But, if they are on a mission to seek out a smell or tree a squirrel, I have to get their attention — and try as I may — whistling for them just isn’t an option!!! I keep a whistle on the mantle beside the back door, in case I need to supplement my inability to create the sound myself!

Speaking of my over-bite — I was really self conscious of it when I was a child — I would put my hand in front of my mouth when I smiled or force myself to smile with my lips closed! But, then, someone came along that also had an over-bite and had a smile that would melt my socks off – I realized that the over-bite doesn’t ruin a smile – it gives it character! That person was Bobby Sherman – teen idol, singer (Easy Come, Easy Go / Julie, Julie, Julie Do You Love Me / Etc.), TV star (Shindig! – 1964-1968 / Here Come The Brides – 1968-1970). I had such a crush on Bobby Sherman — he was my favorite of all the teen idols that I was madly in love with (others include, but are not limited to, Davy Jones of the Monkees, David Cassidy, Peter Noone of Hermans Hermits, etc.). I would write short stories that put me and my friends in exciting adventures with our fabulous boyfriends – I would pair up each friend with a teen idol as their boyfriend and mine would ALWAYS be Bobby Sherman!!! Just look at that face — those eyes — that smile — that hair!!!!! (sigh, drool – he still melts my socks off! ha-ha)

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