justamouse Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 (edited) We whistle constantly. Classical (I'm on a Bach kick, lately), opera, and Looney Tunes for the bird (I'll whistle a few notes, Bird answers back. It's a conversation we have). I whistle all the time.:D BUt I think it comes from me playing flute and classical music all those years. I can whistle a trill just like my flute. RANDOM whistling drives me nuts. As does humming while you chew, or loud exhales while chewing. Edited June 13, 2012 by justamouse Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Impish Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 Now I have the urge to watch Annie. We watched it last wk :D You need to add a clause to the roommate agreement. :D Bazinga! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChristyB in TN Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 Whistling hurts my neck. My husband's assistant whistles and it will send me outside. I don't say anything because...well I know I am odd and she should be able to whistle. At my house, however, it is not allowed. :) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MelAR05 Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 I don't know why but whistling really bugs me. My husband only does do it occasionally because he knows it bothers me. I do let him indulge once in a while though. I guess if he really wanted to I would let him and just leave the room. :D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
justLisa Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 I have no problem with good whistling. My kids both whistled at a very young age and I thought it was cute. What drives me ABSOLUTELY NUTS is my mother who sings do do do do do do de de do do in place of words to tunes. OMG STOPPIT! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MicheleinMN Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 I prefer whistling be done outside. My dh and children think I am this way because I am jealous that they can whistle and I can not. LOL - whatever. Dh often whistles in the house when his is irritated and/or annoyed, and his whistling then REALLY gets on my nerves. :glare: Anyway, the children are allowed to whistle outside. Dh can whistle in the house, but I usually leave or ask him to stop. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sillymommy Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 My dad is a wonderful whistler. I have very fond memories of him whistling church hymns on Sundays after mass, whistling while we're were at the park, etc. Even today, if we're out as a group & get separated, I just listen for him whistling. He's easy to find :001_smile: I enjoy it & share the same talent with my kiddos. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Element Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 I whistle all the time.:D BUt I think it comes from me playing flute and classical music all those years. I can whistle a trill just like my flute. RANDOM whistling drives me nuts. As does humming while you chew, or loud exhales while chewing. Hmmm. I knew I liked you a lot, I just didn't know exactly why until now! I'm a whistler and former flute (& piccolo) player too. I never made the connection before, but I'm sure my whistling compulsion comes from the many years of practicing/playing every day. Random whistling doesn't bother me, but then again my ds makes lots of random noises so those in general don't really bother me. Now CHEWING is another story. Ugh, ugh, and ugh! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonshineLearner Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 I like to whistle. :) In my days of working retail, I would whistle on the way up the stairs. This older guy would whistle with me when I started up the stairs which would turn into a duet :) We liked it. I was 23 so I'm not sure I cared what others thought... ;) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kaylk in tx Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 We watched it last wk :D Bazinga! I so want a Bazinga shirt! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
In the Rain Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 You need to add a clause to the roommate agreement. :D :lol: Whistling grates on my nerves. I'm afraid it would be tough for me to tolerate. I'd probably just leave the room. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kalanamak Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 What a pleasant mental picture this invokes. Thank you for sharing. I find myself wanting to know more. :) : Okay: cute story. My father had a very good memory for tunes, and he loved a bargain. So, for a dime he brought home an LP of Folk Songs of the Fiords. A year later we were on a train in Japan, sitting behind a blond whose baggage was labeled from Norway. Very, very quietly my father started whistling one tune after another from the LP -- just the opening bars or the chorus. When the man would turn around, my father would fall silent, instantly, and smile sweetly at him. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Impish Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 Okay: cute story. My father had a very good memory for tunes, and he loved a bargain. So, for a dime he brought home an LP of Folk Songs of the Fiords. A year later we were on a train in Japan, sitting behind a blond whose baggage was labeled from Norway. Very, very quietly my father started whistling one tune after another from the LP -- just the opening bars or the chorus. When the man would turn around, my father would fall silent, instantly, and smile sweetly at him. :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mommaduck Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 I would play "Guess That Tune" and try to sing along. :iagree:I'm a whistler. So is oldest son. We love to do duets. :D I did get in trouble for it quite a bit as a kid. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mommymilkies Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 I hate whistling with a fiery passion that burns my soul. My family knows this and try to reduce their whistling near me. I really do hate it that much. Almost instant rage kind of feeling. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
justamouse Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 Good whistling is a joy, bad whistling is not. My dad was a fabulous whistler, and I remember his polkas and hymns and waltzes punctuating my childhood. All important news was "broken" to us with a preamble of music as he approached. Strauss was big, Sousa, and just about anything Lawrence Welk would have played, too. How I miss it. Often, in our on-the-cheap sojourns, my mother and brothers and I would sit on the suitcases in some train station while my father walked from hotel to hotel to negotiate a good price we didn't have to pay a taxi to get to. Periodically he'd stop back in to see how we were, and a dirge would echo up in those domed train stations, and we kids would not reassemble; but oh, if The Beer Barrel Polka struck up, we'd all run back from our adventures to grab our suitcase, and start heading to the origin of that sound. That is the sweetest story. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
justamouse Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 For Kalanamak Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GingerPoppy Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 Good whistling is a joy, bad whistling is not. My dad was a fabulous whistler, and I remember his polkas and hymns and waltzes punctuating my childhood. All important news was "broken" to us with a preamble of music as he approached. Strauss was big, Sousa, and just about anything Lawrence Welk would have played, too. How I miss it. Often, in our on-the-cheap sojourns, my mother and brothers and I would sit on the suitcases in some train station while my father walked from hotel to hotel to negotiate a good price we didn't have to pay a taxi to get to. Periodically he'd stop back in to see how we were, and a dirge would echo up in those domed train stations, and we kids would not reassemble; but oh, if The Beer Barrel Polka struck up, we'd all run back from our adventures to grab our suitcase, and start heading to the origin of that sound. That just made me so happy to read. What a neat dad. My grandpa was a whistler, too... I love joyful, tuneful whistling. As a kid, I enjoyed listening to Roger Whittaker. (Weird choice for a kid, I know!) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GingerPoppy Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 But what I cannot stand (and do forbid) is the repetition of the same identical words or other utterance more than 3x in a row. I don't care what it is, 3x is more than enough. Oh, lordy, this. THIS!! Unfortunately, this is something I get to experience every day, multiple times a day. My dd loves little "catchy bits" of song or noise, so much so that she puts them on broken record status. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Donna Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 My family knows I just cannot stand whistling. I think it stems from watching a horror movie during a sleepover at a friend's house when I was 12yo where the killer whistled prior to every murder. They only whistle when they want to annoy me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Onceuponatime Posted June 14, 2012 Author Share Posted June 14, 2012 Good whistling is a joy, bad whistling is not. My dad was a fabulous whistler, and I remember his polkas and hymns and waltzes punctuating my childhood. All important news was "broken" to us with a preamble of music as he approached. Strauss was big, Sousa, and just about anything Lawrence Welk would have played, too. How I miss it. Often, in our on-the-cheap sojourns, my mother and brothers and I would sit on the suitcases in some train station while my father walked from hotel to hotel to negotiate a good price we didn't have to pay a taxi to get to. Periodically he'd stop back in to see how we were, and a dirge would echo up in those domed train stations, and we kids would not reassemble; but oh, if The Beer Barrel Polka struck up, we'd all run back from our adventures to grab our suitcase, and start heading to the origin of that sound. What a neat story! Wow, I came back this morning and was suprised by how many responses there were. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ezrabean2005 Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 DH whistles all the time. But it means he is happy - I guess I never noticed. He'll be whistling a song and then later the kids and I will find ourselves singing or humming the same song. It has always been a joyful thing at our house. DH also has a special "family whistle" that's hard to describe, but if he wants to get a kid's attention or have everyone gather again we all just hear the whistle and can find each other. Super handy at the Mall of America or even Walmart. It's hard to explain but it is very special to our family. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hwin Posted June 14, 2012 Share Posted June 14, 2012 My husband can't whistle but he's kinda sorta tone deaf, so I don't think I would enjoy it. My six year old makes that trying-to-whistle-noise right now, which basically sounds like woooooooooo, and I find that adorable... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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