Showing posts from September, 2009

The Nearness of You | Ella Fitzgerald & Louie Armstrong Hands down, the sexiest song ever written. Makes my brain hazy and my skin tingly every time. I think I played this on my junior recital? Although I added a samba section in the middle. (via iamblessed)

So I’m wondering if Gary Go has been reading my blog. Or another lonely housewife. Dead on.

Dear Mr. President, There are too many states nowadays. Please, eliminate three. P.S. I am not a crackpot.

The coolest little bro ever playing the tune he played for grandpa’s funeral yesterday.

the green monster

styled out

My mom’s father died last week. The last of my grandparents. Jane said it best here. I’m not mourning him because I want him here - he was in so much pain, and he missed his wife so much. It’s because the patriach is gone. It’s because my mom and her siblings are missing their parents (I can’t begin to imagine what that feels like). And it’s because it’s the end of an era. Luckily, he was a prolific man and there are volumes of stories and talks and prayers to read, so not all of his zaniness and wisdom is lost. I didn’t go to my grandmother’s funeral a few years back, what with me living on the opposite side of the country and having a small child, and I regretted it. So this time, I’m going - with my 1 month old Dude. The stress of that will likely distract me from the sadness of the occasion, so I hope I will be able to focus on the celebration of his life, and comforting my mom. He did 92 years well. Married for… well, I don[t exacly know, a long time - 7 kids - all the stuff that matters. Good stuff. Go hug someone.

how to get a girl.

help me intrawebs

Nickle Creek : The Hand Song This came up on my iPod the other day and even though I don’t usually like to listen to the slow tunes when I have time to listen to music, but I let it play out because I was too busy to forward to the next song. Hrm, I thought during the first verse - it’s okay, sappy but it’s Nickle Creek so I’ll give it the benefit of the doubt, plus now that I have a little boy it makes me pause. Then, the second verse - I couldn’t help it, I burst into tears. Trying to teach my little ones about God, Christ, and the “good news” of the gospel is the most important thing I have to do in this life, I know this. But often it hits me how hard this is and how much I’d rather be doing something else. I spent the first 25 years of my life mainly training as a violinist, and in the last month I’ve touched my instrument once. I miss it so much I can’t explain how much it hurts. But then the second verse… the little boy gaining a small testimony of the love of Christ in such a simple way… for a moment it softened the empty feeling inside, and filled it with a quiet reassurance that I’m doing the right thing by choosing family over … well, everything else really. I have friends touring the world, recording, gigging, living the life I wanted, and I do nothing but care for two little children all day here in the middle of nowhere. I still don’t really like the life I chose, even though I know it was the right decision. But I know at the end of it all… it won’t be about the gigs, the records or the bands… it will be me, standing before my Maker, showing him what I did with the time and the angels He gave me here on earth. I know, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that this is what He wants me to be doing. And I’d rather go with His will, than mine. The payoff, I’ve learned, is much greater than following my own silly mind. fyi: If you are already emotional for some reason, don’t listen to the third verse. It’s kind of over the top. The first two are smile-inducers.

the rest of the story

Are you aware I’m turing 30 in just over a month? Can you hear the screams of terror from here? This morning SexyHusband suggested a pick-me-up visit to a hair salon to get my do did. At first I was befuddled to think what on earth I’d need - I usually wait 9 months or more between haircuts/color and I usually look like a homeless person by then, so ANYthing is a improvement. But I just got my hair cut before I moved and I’m not creepy looking yet. So it occured to me that I my color needs a change (went red last time, considering blonde this time) and I saw this band play on Yo Gabba Gabba yesterday and … could I rock the lead singer’s color? Because I’m seriously considering it… I can pull it off, right? I mean, it’s not like I’m 30 or anything… YET. (the video won’t embed - it’s adorable though, I recommend clicking it anyway. Here’s a screenshot of the lady: … I also want her flipping outfit - I have the shoes, now I need to find the dress and some orange tights…)

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