I hate Kansas, have I mentioned that? The band, not the state. It’s one of those kinda irrelevant details that most people probably wouldn’t know about me. The capitol of Illinois is Springfield, the square root of 4 is 2, and Aunt Becky hates 70’s ass rock bands.
I mean, I loves me MANY ass rock bands–The Scorpions come to mind here and I have to giggle because, well, obviously–just as much as anyone else on the planet, perhaps more, but somehow most of the Bands Named After States or Cities That Came Out In The 70’s tend to grate on my nerves.
Well, that and Rush. I hate Rush even more than I hate Kansas and last I checked, they’re not named after any city or state. Unless it’s the State of Suckiness! ZING!
(Paradoxically, I love Super Tramp. Which makes no sense whatsoever, I’m aware.)
But my eternal hatred of Kansas, which started when I was in 7th or 8th grade and my boyfriend professed that he loved “Dust in the Wind,” a song whose corn-ball factor approaches the top of my Corniness factor (also on the top of that list: “More Than Words,” “Everything I Do (I Do It For You),” and my personal favorite: “Winds of Change.”), my disdain for Kansas abruptly stopped on November 1st.
November 1st is Callum’s birthday. Callum is my friend C’s son, who was born still on November 1st. To commemorate this day, C has partnered with a company called HipMelon who make and design super sassy slings (alliteration much?).
To honor sweet Callum, HipMelon and C designed a sling called “Carry On My Wayward Son.” HipMelon Baby Wear will donate the full purchase price of all Carry on My Wayward Son slings purchased to stillbirth research in the name of Callum, son to HipMelon founder, C, who was born still at 34 weeks gestation on November 1, 2007.
Carry on, sweet boy. Carry on.
So, all week long, “Carry On My Wayward Son,” has been playing on repeat in the back of my brain. Shockingly, I DID NOT TRY AND STAB MY EARDRUM WITH A PENCIL. In fact, thinking of how it might now remind me of Callum, I sort of liked it.
I figured I’d order the sling, wear Amelia while remembering Callum, and feel good about myself for donating to stillbirth research. It was a win-win situation.
Until all of C’s other friends ordered up all of the “Carry On My Wayward Son” slings.
Because HipMelon is such a cool company, they have decided to donate the full purchase price of any sling purchased by C’s friends; ANY OF THESE SWEET ASS SLINGS, for the whole month of November, to stillbirth research. If you want to be a part of this, make sure to let Cheryl know at checkout that you came via My Resurfacing (C’s blog).
It’s a great cause, and it’s a practical gift. I am planning on ordering “Flowers In The Attic” for myself, because it’s flipping cool. I will proudly wear it, and I will remember Callum, and all of the other babies born still.
So, C, it looks like you were able to change my mind on the whole “Kansas Doesn’t Always Suck Now” thing, but you can’t take away my hatred of Rush.
So don’t even try.