Do You Take Sugar? One Lump or Two?

Read the title again - If you DON’T know the song that this line is from, I’m sorry. If you DO know, I’m also sorry.

I was the 6^th Grade Name That Tune Champion. I have the useless ability to match pretty much any lyric to its 80s pop song. I’m only good at pop songs, though. Don’t give me anything that’s considered alternative or cutting edge. I was raised on Top 40 and continue, to this day, to listen to whatever is on WPLJ or if I’m feeling particularly cool and hip, Z100 (I’m in Jersey and these are NYC stations).

Here’s why I’m sorry if you DON'T know the aforementioned line – it comes from possibly the greatest 80s rock song of all time. If it isn’t in your brain somewhere, you have surely missed out on some spandex pants-clad good times. If you DO know the line’s origin, I am sorry too, because then you, like me, have possibly the un-coolest taste in music.

I am now exposing my 2 1/2 year-old to my unhip tunage choices. I received an iPod with speakers for Christmas (in addition to being totally on top of the music scene, I’m obviously very down with the latest in technology – didn’t these things come out like 5 years ago? Don’t they now have a chip that you insert in your BRAIN that plays any song as soon as you think of it??). Almost everyday, Monkey Man and I have a dance party to the Mommy Thinks She’s Still in Middle School soundtrack.

It goes a little something like this:

1. Warm up to “Heartbreaker” by Pat Benatar. (She is possibly the greatest, next to Rick Springfield, of course.)
2. Bust a move to “Ice Ice Baby” by Vanilla Ice. (DJ at my wedding: “Are you sure you really want me to play this?” My answer: “If you want to get paid.”)
3. Keep the heart rate pumping with “The Right Stuff” by New Kids on the Block. (One day there will be a post on my NKOTB days. I’m not ashamed.)
4. Go out with a bang to the song from which the title of this post was taken: “Pour Some Sugar on Me.” Thank you, Def Leppard, for providing such an age-appropriate song for my small rocker to shake his groove thing.

I so look forward to the day when Monkey Man blurts out another classic line from this song to the grandparents - “I’m hot, sticky sweet, from my head to my feet.” This is why I had a child.