Saturday, March 28, 2009
I have always appreciated music but I've never been a die hard fan of many musicians. When I am in the car by myself I tend to scan the radio, listening to 10 seconds of every station, listen to NPR, or classical. Also here in Albany CBS is on the radio so I will also listen to various tv shows. So while I may know all the words to Beyonce's "Single Ladies" it isn't so much because I love Beyonce but more because I've learned the words in my hours of scanning the stations.
Brian, on the other hand, is a music geek and is somewhat elitist when it comes to musical selections. Luckily, he is smart enough to not judge me by what I listen to. Or I should say, he's smart enough to not verbalize it.
Recently I was looking at my music preferences on Facebook and realized that if someone doesn't really know me they would be very confused by my selections - maybe I should change my music choices? I then felt a little bit of inner conflict. Why should I have to change my choices just because others will be perplexed by my list? Why is someone's playlist so important in determining who you are? Why do I feel like my playlist is the antithesis of what I am yet exactly who I am?
This actually occupied my thoughts for a number of days. No joke. Maybe I have a simple life, but to me this was an issue. And then I came up with an analysis for my apathy towards music. Basically, what it comes down to is this:
I like music that either makes me want to move (Just Dance by Lady Gaga) or makes me want to relax (Over the Rainbow by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole). Most other music is acceptable but it doesn't affect me.
I do remember a time when I liked music that made me think or had lyrics that meant something. Chick music from the late 90's especially - Alanis Morissette or Sarah McLachlan. I don't know why I stopped caring about music that actually means something except that maybe I finally needed music to help me zone out. It's easier to listen to brainless music like Katy Perry's "Hot N Cold" and definitely easier to belt it out when I'm alone in the car. There is little else that can quickly make you feel better than yelling out a song in the car.
So for right now my favorite music is going to be anything that has a fun beat or anything that will help me calm down. Those are my only categories for music appreciation at this point in my life. And if people want to use that as a reason to judge who I am then I am satisfied with that.
Friday, March 27, 2009
I spent Monday at home with the kids since my mother wasn't back in town yet from her mini-vacation. I was home again with the kids Wednesday and Thursday because my mother made an emergency trip to Rochester to be with my uncle who thought he'd scare the crud out of all of us by having another heart attack. Thankfully, Uncle Loren is on the road to recovery despite his hospital room being occupied by my Aunt Linda and my mother and a bunch of my cousins for two days. If he survived that much time with Linda and Lila in a teeny, tiny hospital room, he is, indeed, a strong man. There are a lot of commas in that sentence and I doubt they are being properly used.
So I have had three days at home and I've organized and cleaned out almost everything that I can. Including my eight purses. I don't use all eight at once, obviously, and most days I just stick with my black purse in the winter and a light pink one in the summer. The rest are randomly used as I see fit.
I wouldn't have thought this cleaning would be worthy of a post but I don't have much to post lately (see previous posts on FLOWERS BLOOMING as proof) and I was amazed at the amount of stuff that I found in all these bags.
Here is the list, in no particular order:
2 business cards
4 splenda packets
1 ipod shuffle (I was wondering where that thing went)
6 paper clips
1 Thomas the Train (I'm sure Jamie was wondering where that went)
1 half eaten South Beach Diet breakfast bar
3 pieces of gum
1 cough drop
1 lactaid (note: I haven't needed lactaid since I was pregnant with Jamison - 2 years ago. Apparently I don't clean out my purses often enough)
1 Barnes & Noble receipt from August 2008
1 coloring book page from The Picture People (Lily colored it while we were waiting for our pics in November)
1 gate check bag (This was from my trip to Searcy for Reagan's wedding. This was the flight that I literally had to jump from the jetway onto the plane because I was so late for the flight. This was also the day that I started reading Twilight....memories....)
1 e-ticket for this same Little Rock trip
1 Heritage Inn room key (also from Little Rock trip...that bag hadn't been cleaned out since November)
2 free panty cards from Victoria's Secret....expired...I hate when that happens
1 hair clip
2 chap sticks (anyone who knows me should be surprised that there weren't more than 2. And that I would let 2 chap sticks disappear in the depths of a bag)
1 travel pack tums
So I can't say that my life is so exciting that my children have cows named after them or anything like that, but at least I feel like everything in my home is clean and organized. Is anyone else finding fun things while doing your spring cleaning?
Monday, March 23, 2009
I've divided my flower watch into five groups - single crocus, single tulip, group of crocus, daffodil bunch, and group. (honestly, if this bores you, you should just find another blog right now. I won't be offended). I'll post the pictures so that they are in their group and I'll label them according to the day I took the picture.
WARNING - this is not interesting in any way. I am posting this purely for selfish reasons.
Saturday March 21 - the whole garden area. Daffodils are on left, bunch of crocus to daffodils right. The rest are too small to see.
Sunday, March 22.
That's all for now. Don't worry it won't be all flowers in the next post.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
I took pictures yesterday and today and so I thought I'd document the flower growth for the kids throughout the spring. Unfortunately for you it's a slow story week so.....onto pictures of my yard.
My daughter can't take a normal picture to save her life. She looks like she's presenting the flowers to the bidders in contestant row. So the next items up for bid are the crocus blossoms that have appeared.
(I allow her to choose her stockings and shows so that explains the red shoes with the navy and pink dress)
Here are our tulips.
And now for the growth between yesterday and today. Before we actually begin I should point out the following:
Wednesday March 18 - crocus, I think.
Thursday, March 19 - now I'm pretty sure it's crocus. This picture is really bad since it doesn't appear to be in focus and the color is bleached out of the flowers. But I promise that these are the same flowers as in the picture above.
Now if you are all lucky I will forget to take pictures tomorrow.
On a final note I have to make a correction about an earlier post. For my birthday night out last Saturday I noted that my mother reluctantly babysat my children. To clarify - she was more than willing to babysit the children but the time frame was the issue. It was worked out and I should have be more clear in my statement about her willingness to babysit. Of course now she's somewhere in the Caribbean so I doubt she even cares.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Jamison is so much happier outside! Naturally, he is still letting us know when he has a different opinion - we're just trying to guide that behavior in the proper direction at this point. But when he hears that we're going for a walk that boy is pulling his coat off the hook trying to get ready.
I admit that I am ready for the surprise spring snowstorm that we usually get but we'll take advantage of every minute watching the crocus and daffodils slowly peep their little blossoms out of the ground.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
So coincidentally, Brian and I and Kristen and Mark all went out to dinner tonight...985 miles apart. Mom and dad offered (reluctantly) to watch the kids so Brian and I could celebrate my birthday a week early and Mark and Kristen had a gift certificate and most likely used their live-in babysitter to watch the twins.
And it was before appetizers that I received this picture:
Mark was excited about his food. Kristen titled it "Tomatoes and Cheese." The mean side of me wanted to write back: "you mean caprese salad?" But I didn't want to confuse her.
So I sent her this picture:
Kristen: We're at a steakhouse so we both ordered steak.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Those make up 90% of her pictures. The remaining 10% I have divided into two categories: Princesses and People.
This was the picture Lily sent to Nana when she wanted her to make "The Rippin' Dress". It was after my Saturday morning breakfast and devouring of the paper so the table is a mess.
The next four pictures show a montage that I think is thoughtful for a four year old. This is how I think they should be titled in their gallery:
Prince with Slipper - Silenced by Beads.
Cinderella Alone with Remaining Slipper. (Beads represent her entrapment by her step mother and step sisters)
Monday, March 9, 2009
Coincidentally, my Aunt Kathy was also visiting them from Little Rock so we had a little family reunion. It was interesting to hear dad and Aunt Kathy talk about how they grew up in the next town over - Lakeland-and how things were when they were little.
I'll leave out the part where I finally succumbed to the pestilence that made it's way through my entire household and encamped in me while I was out of town. Let's just say that I was five pounds lighter by the end of it all. No complaints about that!
Before dad and I headed back to Orlando we took some pictures with my phone:
Mammy, dad, Aunt Kathy, and Grandpops.
Mammy, me, Aunt Kathy, and Grandpops. The RV made the perfect backdrop.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
But before she turned it into her own little sauna they had a good time in it.
Jamison dragged in his huge bla bla (blanket) and sucked his thumb.