Sunday, September 23, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
JUST JENNY!!- THE MUSICAL...
My best friend wrote a blog on her myspace about how music and songs have affected her life. I know- MySpace. I have recently joined at the urging of one of my best friends from high school. Look Ma, I am cool! All jokes aside, I have actually met up with some friends that I haven't spoken to in years. So laugh all you want. I do not care.
Back to the topic at hand. I grew up in a fairly musical family. I don't ever remember a time where there wasn't music of some sort. My father used to sing in a bluegrass band. Every Tuesday night. If we were lucky we would get to go and hear him sing. I will never forget hearing their friends, Clyde & Mary, sing "Turn the Radio On". With Clyde playing the mandolin. She had the voice of an angel. I often wondered whatever happened to them. They were fairly old when I knew them as a little girl. I do know I always think of them every time someone tells me to "turn the radio on".
There was always something on the radio. Or 8-track. Shut it. My mama liked Merle, The Oak Ridge Boys and just about everything in between. I think I knew all the words to the "Y'all Comeback Saloon" before I knew my own name. And it goes without saying that I knew all the words to just about any Merle Haggard song. My daddy was a little more broadminded in his musical scope. We grew up listening to Johnny Cash, Creedence Clearwater, Bob Seeger, The Sons of the Pioneers, and Brook Benton, to name a few.
The eclectic musical educatiion I was exposed to served me well. I love almost every type of music. With a special fondness for Merle and Creedence. As a matter of fact, the song I danced to with my father at my wedding was "The Farmer's Daughter". By Merle Haggard. It was a surprise for my diddy. It shook him so much he could barely dance with me. The songs of Merle Haggard have played a huge part of our lives. My parent's song is " That's the Way Love Goes". One of the best moments of my life, by far, was getting to actually watch them dance to this song. At a concert I bought them tickets for.
It just seems like for every milestone I have faced, there has been some sort of song to mark it. So I give you my list. And probably the short version.
Because, Jesus. We don't have all damn day!
Salty Dog- Ricky Scaggs
Caroline- Merle Haggard
The Long Black Veil- Lefty Frizzell
Delia- Johnny Cash
At the Hop- Danny and the Juniors
King of the Road- Roger Miller
Blue Moon of Kentucky- Bill Monroe
Missing You- John Waite
Pretty much the entire Tapestry album- thanks, mama!
Joe Cocker.
Bob Seeger- who can choose!
Journey- see above.
And now? My adult stuff.
A Long December- Counting Crowes. Last December was the worst month of my life.
3 am- Our Lady Peace- Not thinking my diddy would make it, and wondering what the hell my bubba would do if that happened.
Drops of Jupiter- Train. The best years of my life. Pre-bebe, of course!
Redemption Song- Bob Marley. Rest in peace, my babe-a. I miss you.
Could You Be Loved- Bob Marley. Seeing my husband dancing around the room, softly singing this song to his newborn son at two in the morning. WHILE I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SLEEPING!!
The list could go on and on and on. You get the idea. I think we have instilled our love of music in our children. For that I am grateful.
I just want it to be all that it has been for me over the years. The thing that no matter what, I could turn it on and lose myself. I could forget, if just for a moment, all of my troubles and cares.
Who doesn't need that?
Back to the topic at hand. I grew up in a fairly musical family. I don't ever remember a time where there wasn't music of some sort. My father used to sing in a bluegrass band. Every Tuesday night. If we were lucky we would get to go and hear him sing. I will never forget hearing their friends, Clyde & Mary, sing "Turn the Radio On". With Clyde playing the mandolin. She had the voice of an angel. I often wondered whatever happened to them. They were fairly old when I knew them as a little girl. I do know I always think of them every time someone tells me to "turn the radio on".
There was always something on the radio. Or 8-track. Shut it. My mama liked Merle, The Oak Ridge Boys and just about everything in between. I think I knew all the words to the "Y'all Comeback Saloon" before I knew my own name. And it goes without saying that I knew all the words to just about any Merle Haggard song. My daddy was a little more broadminded in his musical scope. We grew up listening to Johnny Cash, Creedence Clearwater, Bob Seeger, The Sons of the Pioneers, and Brook Benton, to name a few.
The eclectic musical educatiion I was exposed to served me well. I love almost every type of music. With a special fondness for Merle and Creedence. As a matter of fact, the song I danced to with my father at my wedding was "The Farmer's Daughter". By Merle Haggard. It was a surprise for my diddy. It shook him so much he could barely dance with me. The songs of Merle Haggard have played a huge part of our lives. My parent's song is " That's the Way Love Goes". One of the best moments of my life, by far, was getting to actually watch them dance to this song. At a concert I bought them tickets for.
It just seems like for every milestone I have faced, there has been some sort of song to mark it. So I give you my list. And probably the short version.
Because, Jesus. We don't have all damn day!
Salty Dog- Ricky Scaggs
Caroline- Merle Haggard
The Long Black Veil- Lefty Frizzell
Delia- Johnny Cash
At the Hop- Danny and the Juniors
King of the Road- Roger Miller
Blue Moon of Kentucky- Bill Monroe
Missing You- John Waite
Pretty much the entire Tapestry album- thanks, mama!
Joe Cocker.
Bob Seeger- who can choose!
Journey- see above.
And now? My adult stuff.
A Long December- Counting Crowes. Last December was the worst month of my life.
3 am- Our Lady Peace- Not thinking my diddy would make it, and wondering what the hell my bubba would do if that happened.
Drops of Jupiter- Train. The best years of my life. Pre-bebe, of course!
Redemption Song- Bob Marley. Rest in peace, my babe-a. I miss you.
Could You Be Loved- Bob Marley. Seeing my husband dancing around the room, softly singing this song to his newborn son at two in the morning. WHILE I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SLEEPING!!
The list could go on and on and on. You get the idea. I think we have instilled our love of music in our children. For that I am grateful.
I just want it to be all that it has been for me over the years. The thing that no matter what, I could turn it on and lose myself. I could forget, if just for a moment, all of my troubles and cares.
Who doesn't need that?
Thursday, September 20, 2007
I can't believe I forgot about this!
So my boyfriend announced his new number yesterday.
88.
Which I more or less expected.
What I did NOT expect? That Bud would drop him like it's hot. Wha? Instead, they chose Kasey Kahne as their new boy. BAH.
We have The National Guard and Mountaind Dew Amped.
Woopty-freakin-do...
I am happy about the number though. I hope he will be happier. And maybe have what it takes -support-wise- to win a championship next year.
Go Dale Jr.!!!!!
88.
Which I more or less expected.
What I did NOT expect? That Bud would drop him like it's hot. Wha? Instead, they chose Kasey Kahne as their new boy. BAH.
We have The National Guard and Mountaind Dew Amped.
Woopty-freakin-do...
I am happy about the number though. I hope he will be happier. And maybe have what it takes -support-wise- to win a championship next year.
Go Dale Jr.!!!!!
Going out...
Tonight, for the first time in not-so-recent memory I am going out with my best friend. Well one of 'em anyway. We are going to see Blue October(her fave band-EVAH!) at the Masquerade.
God. The Masquerade. What a rush of memories. Most of them good. They involve countless hours dancing to fetish music and drinking Nuclear Ice Tea's. Don't ask!It was an interesting time in my life to say the least. One that I do not regret.
But I am feeling so weird about going back to a place that the me of now no longer belongs in. And to be truthful? I have no desire to. That's not who I am anymore.
The me of now is simply going to see a band with her friend.
Rock On!
God. The Masquerade. What a rush of memories. Most of them good. They involve countless hours dancing to fetish music and drinking Nuclear Ice Tea's. Don't ask!It was an interesting time in my life to say the least. One that I do not regret.
But I am feeling so weird about going back to a place that the me of now no longer belongs in. And to be truthful? I have no desire to. That's not who I am anymore.
The me of now is simply going to see a band with her friend.
Rock On!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
That Swistle!
You know I am lacking in the post ideas when I have to use one that is this lame!
No offense to Swistle. Who is most certainly NOT lame. And seems like a super-cool chic.
On to my story. A few weeks ago I was reading her blog and stumbled across this YUMMY sounding brownie recipe. Which called for Andes Mints. I got quite a hankerin' for said brownies and rushed right out to buy the ingredients. Then I got lazy and forgot all about them.
Until tonight. When I found the bag of mints in my cupboard. And now I can't stop eating them. Seriously. I have eaten three quarters of the bag. I am slightly sick.
So that's mah story.
Told you it was lame...
No offense to Swistle. Who is most certainly NOT lame. And seems like a super-cool chic.
On to my story. A few weeks ago I was reading her blog and stumbled across this YUMMY sounding brownie recipe. Which called for Andes Mints. I got quite a hankerin' for said brownies and rushed right out to buy the ingredients. Then I got lazy and forgot all about them.
Until tonight. When I found the bag of mints in my cupboard. And now I can't stop eating them. Seriously. I have eaten three quarters of the bag. I am slightly sick.
So that's mah story.
Told you it was lame...
Sunday, September 16, 2007
DING DONG THE BITCH IS GONE!!
I am sure many of you know about my love of crappy t.v. Or maybe not. I put it in my 100 things post. Crap, I don't think I've done that yet. Note to self.
Anyhoo, on tonight's episode of Rock of Love Bret FINALLY came to his senses and got rid of Lacey. SQEEEE! She had to be the most evil/bat-shit-crazy person I have seen in quite a while. We are talking like NEW YORK crazy. Yeah, scary stuff.
I know it is a cheesy show. I don't care. I made the mistake of watching it one time. And was totally hooked. Sad, I know.
I am hoping he picks Jes. I love her hair. Plus she seems so rocker chic. I guess we will have to wait and see....
Anyhoo, on tonight's episode of Rock of Love Bret FINALLY came to his senses and got rid of Lacey. SQEEEE! She had to be the most evil/bat-shit-crazy person I have seen in quite a while. We are talking like NEW YORK crazy. Yeah, scary stuff.
I know it is a cheesy show. I don't care. I made the mistake of watching it one time. And was totally hooked. Sad, I know.
I am hoping he picks Jes. I love her hair. Plus she seems so rocker chic. I guess we will have to wait and see....
Let's all of our cakes be friends...
I read about this in Amalah's other blog, Mom's Daily Dose over at clubmom. I think it is an awesome way to promote awareness of the environment. I will absolutely be participating. I am not sure of my topic, but I have some time.
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