Monday, May 14, 2007
Cagon, take me away!
I'm so disappointed. Yes, I am. Maybe it's a good thing~I can concentrate on my own projects! I learned a lot and I think that Bev and I nailed Stacey Julian. Stacey is so much more of a philosophy than someone you can "lift"! Where's the critique? How do I know why and how to improve. Yes, I am disappointed!
Cut the Strawberries into Squares!
here is a reason for my BLOG name! The beach isn't just sun, surf, and sand! There are sandspurs and if you don't know where they are you'll get them in your feet. I know where they grow but once in a while one gets into my foot and it hurts!
This is not going to be a pretty BLOG so bear with me or skip it if you prefer!
While on my trip to Seattle and Texas my DH was roped into planning a 50th birthday party for one of his best friends who also happens to be one of his inspectors. I'm going to call him Bert. Bert has a girlfriend who lives in Orlando where we all used to live before they sent us to this Podunk part of the state to begin paving the planet here. Warning I ramble!
Bert has never been married and for that fact I have never known him to have a steady girlfriend. He is not gay but chose to be unmarried because he has neurofibromatosis which is a genetically linked condition, some know it as elephant man's disease...At any rate. Bert has been dating Dora for about five years now.
Friday AM I had to drive back up to Orlando to "help" prepare for the party! This woman had planned for 50 people. She had already baked brownies, cookies, and ordered a birthday cake.
She had platters of fruit and veggies. Chocolate and Cheese fondue, olives, pickles, crackers, cheese, M$M's, liquor filled chocolates, mints, potato salad, Cole slaw, rolls, baked beans, BBQ chicken she bought at Sonny's and a huge beef smoked brisket that my DH not only bought and paid for but smoked. She got all freaky when I was putting the brisket into the crock pot and using the BBQ sauce I bought and brought for the beef! I said, "don't worry, I'm not using it all, just enough so the brisket won't dry out!
Anyone who knows me knows that I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON! She knows that at chose to get up at 6:30 AM and head out to the grocery store to pick up the cake and whatever! She came home with I swear 10 packages of potato rolls! We already had white and wheat rolls from Sam's club but that was to cut up for the fondue! She looks me straight in the eye and says, "See, this is why I get up early!" I looked her straight in the eye and said, "Dora, I can not get up this early!. Talk about looking a gift horse in the mouth!
I throw on my jeans and T-Shirt, no shower, no make up, no hair and we jump in the car. We have to haul her two cats in my Lincoln, that I DON'T EVEN LET MY DOGS RIDE IN to a friends house to get them away during the party! Then we go to P/U the chicken, buy about ten16 pound bags of ice, that I get to load into the car b/c she is having a pain! Then we bring them home.
Now we get to the cutting of the strawberries!~ Not only did I sit and cut every known veggie up but got to learn how to entertain! LOL! Where does she think I was raised, on a farm? OK, she runs the fork the length of the cucumber and says, "I'm going to show you how to make cucumbers decorative", biting my tongue at this point, slicing the cukes as ordered, my tongue is dripping blood.
Now, the strawberries. "Cut them in quarters, they're big!" OK, so I cut the first quart into quarters. NOT LIKE THAT SQUARES!' Well, I still don't quite know how you make squares out of strawberries but I guess she got the picture or I did it right because it's quiet now.
The time is pushing 3:00 PM and I'm still cutting bread and pound cake and angel food cake....I said, "Dora, when do I get some primp time?" She said, I could be excused! I am not a fast primper either!
I iron my skirt and shower, shave, blow my hair dry, curl it... you know the drill and dress for the pretense that we are going to RUTH CHRIS to celebrate not only Bert's 50th birthday but DH and my 16th wedding anniversary! All this for a party that reminds me of a half breed poodle mixed with a pit bull!
Oh, I'm not sorry that I've vented this fiasco, I've left out many details that just basicly fried my ass to get done with this. This is the land of the free and the home of free speech and I don't mean to offend anyone. To my knowledge neither of these parties knows what a blog is or even cares about the internet! Except Bert does like porn! I also won't go into the details about Dora complaining that Bert has been with the company longer than others yet gets paid less because he is not a good test taker and has street knowledge that should be recognized. Doesn't she have the sense to know that we can't put people on jobs that require certifications that they don't have because they aren't good "test takers"! I shut my bosses wife mouth up!
This is my last remark, for this post, I promise! The thing that hurt me the most was finding "A Year in Review" Scrapbook with a custom cover that I made Dora for Christmas stuck on the top shelf in the bedroom where DH and I stayed. That is the last thing I will ever make her. From now on I think I'll regift the dollar store special's she gives me!
TACKY~TACKY~TACKY!
This is not going to be a pretty BLOG so bear with me or skip it if you prefer!
While on my trip to Seattle and Texas my DH was roped into planning a 50th birthday party for one of his best friends who also happens to be one of his inspectors. I'm going to call him Bert. Bert has a girlfriend who lives in Orlando where we all used to live before they sent us to this Podunk part of the state to begin paving the planet here. Warning I ramble!
Bert has never been married and for that fact I have never known him to have a steady girlfriend. He is not gay but chose to be unmarried because he has neurofibromatosis which is a genetically linked condition, some know it as elephant man's disease...At any rate. Bert has been dating Dora for about five years now.
Friday AM I had to drive back up to Orlando to "help" prepare for the party! This woman had planned for 50 people. She had already baked brownies, cookies, and ordered a birthday cake.
She had platters of fruit and veggies. Chocolate and Cheese fondue, olives, pickles, crackers, cheese, M$M's, liquor filled chocolates, mints, potato salad, Cole slaw, rolls, baked beans, BBQ chicken she bought at Sonny's and a huge beef smoked brisket that my DH not only bought and paid for but smoked. She got all freaky when I was putting the brisket into the crock pot and using the BBQ sauce I bought and brought for the beef! I said, "don't worry, I'm not using it all, just enough so the brisket won't dry out!
Anyone who knows me knows that I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON! She knows that at chose to get up at 6:30 AM and head out to the grocery store to pick up the cake and whatever! She came home with I swear 10 packages of potato rolls! We already had white and wheat rolls from Sam's club but that was to cut up for the fondue! She looks me straight in the eye and says, "See, this is why I get up early!" I looked her straight in the eye and said, "Dora, I can not get up this early!. Talk about looking a gift horse in the mouth!
I throw on my jeans and T-Shirt, no shower, no make up, no hair and we jump in the car. We have to haul her two cats in my Lincoln, that I DON'T EVEN LET MY DOGS RIDE IN to a friends house to get them away during the party! Then we go to P/U the chicken, buy about ten16 pound bags of ice, that I get to load into the car b/c she is having a pain! Then we bring them home.
Now we get to the cutting of the strawberries!~ Not only did I sit and cut every known veggie up but got to learn how to entertain! LOL! Where does she think I was raised, on a farm? OK, she runs the fork the length of the cucumber and says, "I'm going to show you how to make cucumbers decorative", biting my tongue at this point, slicing the cukes as ordered, my tongue is dripping blood.
Now, the strawberries. "Cut them in quarters, they're big!" OK, so I cut the first quart into quarters. NOT LIKE THAT SQUARES!' Well, I still don't quite know how you make squares out of strawberries but I guess she got the picture or I did it right because it's quiet now.
The time is pushing 3:00 PM and I'm still cutting bread and pound cake and angel food cake....I said, "Dora, when do I get some primp time?" She said, I could be excused! I am not a fast primper either!
I iron my skirt and shower, shave, blow my hair dry, curl it... you know the drill and dress for the pretense that we are going to RUTH CHRIS to celebrate not only Bert's 50th birthday but DH and my 16th wedding anniversary! All this for a party that reminds me of a half breed poodle mixed with a pit bull!
Oh, I'm not sorry that I've vented this fiasco, I've left out many details that just basicly fried my ass to get done with this. This is the land of the free and the home of free speech and I don't mean to offend anyone. To my knowledge neither of these parties knows what a blog is or even cares about the internet! Except Bert does like porn! I also won't go into the details about Dora complaining that Bert has been with the company longer than others yet gets paid less because he is not a good test taker and has street knowledge that should be recognized. Doesn't she have the sense to know that we can't put people on jobs that require certifications that they don't have because they aren't good "test takers"! I shut my bosses wife mouth up!
This is my last remark, for this post, I promise! The thing that hurt me the most was finding "A Year in Review" Scrapbook with a custom cover that I made Dora for Christmas stuck on the top shelf in the bedroom where DH and I stayed. That is the last thing I will ever make her. From now on I think I'll regift the dollar store special's she gives me!
TACKY~TACKY~TACKY!
Thursday, May 03, 2007
The rules: Each player starts with 7 random facts/habits about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog!
ONE: I hate dial up and all problems related to computers. I want my computer to work perfectly and I want a laptop that no one else monkeys with!
TWO: I was once a very good musician. I played the piano and the French horn. I was paid to play for different churches and was able to travel to Jamaica to perform. I used my piano playing as a cathartic means and wish with all my might that I could have a decent sounding piano and begin to plan again!
THREE: I worked as a registered nurse for almost 30 years in the operating room before I allowed myself to quit working, well, DH did have some say in the matter!
FOUR: I love to design scrapbook pages and do paper crafts. I would love to have enough work to support my love of travel and numbers one and two!
FIVE: I am thankful for having lived more than 52 years and thankful that my two children love me. I am thankful for a wonderful mother and last but not least my husband who puts up with me.
SIX: I eat cheerios and skim milk for breakfast almost every day.
SEVEN: The internet has changed my life and opened up so many doors. I am thankful for the many many girlfriends that it has put me in touch with!
I'm tagging Jennifer, Julianna, Dana, Molly Brown, Meredith, Jana, Julie!
This may take a few days to get the word out!
ONE: I hate dial up and all problems related to computers. I want my computer to work perfectly and I want a laptop that no one else monkeys with!
TWO: I was once a very good musician. I played the piano and the French horn. I was paid to play for different churches and was able to travel to Jamaica to perform. I used my piano playing as a cathartic means and wish with all my might that I could have a decent sounding piano and begin to plan again!
THREE: I worked as a registered nurse for almost 30 years in the operating room before I allowed myself to quit working, well, DH did have some say in the matter!
FOUR: I love to design scrapbook pages and do paper crafts. I would love to have enough work to support my love of travel and numbers one and two!
FIVE: I am thankful for having lived more than 52 years and thankful that my two children love me. I am thankful for a wonderful mother and last but not least my husband who puts up with me.
SIX: I eat cheerios and skim milk for breakfast almost every day.
SEVEN: The internet has changed my life and opened up so many doors. I am thankful for the many many girlfriends that it has put me in touch with!
I'm tagging Jennifer, Julianna, Dana, Molly Brown, Meredith, Jana, Julie!
This may take a few days to get the word out!
Monday, April 30, 2007
Now We Can Celebrate!
Yesterday was a day that every parent waits for. Kind of bitter sweet, naw, it was SWEET! I'm so proud of my girl! She has worked so hard and only three more months until she takes boards and becomes an RN!
She gets her wisdom teeth out Wednesday so mama get's to play nurse again! I dread it for her but I know she'll survive! Good thing they took all four of mine at the same time or I wouldn't have gone back! I'm not telling her that, though!
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Better But Not Perfect!
Time for a happy blog! I've been feeling so much better again this week! I've gotten a lot down around the house but still haven't gotten my scrappin' groove back on!
There's a lot going on this weekend! Friday is my mother's birthday and I still don't have a home made card for her. I will go through the city on my way to meet her and should stop and buy something nice for her.
Saturday we have a pig roast to go to! Dear sweet friend of mine who interned at the big hospital I worked at. We became friends and eventually moved to a satellite hospital outpatient surgery unit. It's a real shin dig and I sure as heck don't want to get looped on booze and be hung over for my little girls graduation the next day!
My little girl is graduating from college Sunday! Can you believe it? It's so unrealistic as we have one more summer semester to pay for and worse for her to study and pass before the big test! To top it all off she finds out tomorrow if she has to get her wisdom teeth out in between semesters. One is really hurting her!
On the other hand there's my slowly, ever so slowly boy growing up the hard way learning by mistakes! I never knew parenting could be so stressful when they're out of your nest!
There's a lot going on this weekend! Friday is my mother's birthday and I still don't have a home made card for her. I will go through the city on my way to meet her and should stop and buy something nice for her.
Saturday we have a pig roast to go to! Dear sweet friend of mine who interned at the big hospital I worked at. We became friends and eventually moved to a satellite hospital outpatient surgery unit. It's a real shin dig and I sure as heck don't want to get looped on booze and be hung over for my little girls graduation the next day!
My little girl is graduating from college Sunday! Can you believe it? It's so unrealistic as we have one more summer semester to pay for and worse for her to study and pass before the big test! To top it all off she finds out tomorrow if she has to get her wisdom teeth out in between semesters. One is really hurting her!
On the other hand there's my slowly, ever so slowly boy growing up the hard way learning by mistakes! I never knew parenting could be so stressful when they're out of your nest!
Thursday, April 19, 2007
A Happy Picture for a Sad Day
Oh my goodness, what a fun time we had with our SLR Texas group! I haven't shared much about my trip but I plan to! Today, I'm getting through the day. Today would have been my father's 77th birthday!~ Mother will be 77 next week. That's not young. Will I miss my mother as much as I miss my father? Depression has me immobile today. I will allow myself some slack but tomorrow, it's over, the pity party will end! Will the grief end? How much time do I have left with my mother. Our family is gone, the kids are grown, doing their own thing. I've been missing them a lot lately, their rooms are so empty. I'm really feeling the empty nest.
I am afraid to go back to work as a nurse, I have felt it but not said it to anyone. I think I need to "get a life" to get out in public and work, something!
I want to cry but I don't. What good will it do? Life is happiness mixed with so much pain. To feel pain is to know you are alive, it is to realize happiness, it is part of what makes you human.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
You don't have to feel like doing something to do it!
So, how many times have I said that to my kids! "Mommy, I don't want to clean my room." Mommy, I don't want to study." Well, Mommy, "I don't want to clean out closets and clean up my scrap room!" Honestly, I can't believe how tired I have been. The trip really did put a lot of lead in my big butt!
However, I've adapted a policy of one big black garbage bag a day! Gotta go, gotta clean out the crap and clean up the space!
Yesterday I cleaned out my make up drawer, which is about deep enough for lipstick and eye liner. Threw away those yucky sticky MK glosses and cleaned that drawer out. I also bought a new basket for my makeup, etc. that won't fit in the drawer and has to sit out on the counter. I bought new clothes hampers. The ones I wanted were at Pier One and only $100.00 each and I need three. I bought three at WM and they were $15.00 each! For Pete sake we keep them in the closet. They're not even in the bathroom where anyone can see them. So, then I cleaned out the bazillion almost empty bottles of shampoo etc. from under my sink and put all the curling irons and brushes for a longer hair style in a bin to be dealt with later. It looks good and I feel better.
Today I cleaned out the linen closet and the curio cabinet in the bathroom because it was full of junk from Bath and Body works that is just not getting any attention anymore! Moved all my Vera Bradley purses into the drawer in my armour, which meant I had to clean that out, and placed linens into the linen closet. I about dropped dead when I realized the linen closet had gotten a fresh coat of paint when Daddy and I rebuilt the closet in October of 2003. That's how long it's been since I really went through things and did deep cleaning.
I hired a girl to come clean house for me on Mondays for three hours. She does the floors and bathrooms and whatever else I ask. She best clean these glass doors next week! Doggie nose all over them. But, the point is this, it springboards me into continuing on with these projects.
DH is in the city with the big dogs from the Bigger City/Hotlanta! He will be home in time for bed. I thought what a great day! I'll get my projects done and then begin to clean up my scrap crap. OMG, I still can't look at that stuff! I mean I've unpacked and have put away most of it from my tote but the table top looks like a heap pile of mess!
I need to get my scrappin' groove back! Yeah, after more than 70 pages in two weeks it stands to reason that I am burned out for a while. Scrappin' makes me feel connected to my peeps, I feel so lonely since I got all spoiled by having girl time for two weeks! I miss my CHI 5 Sisters, Bev, and Les! I'm beginning to feel like Miss Nancy on Romper Room, "and I miss Cassie, and Alicia, and Sally, and Lynn, and Denise, and Meredith, and people I haven't even ever met IRL!
When you start a project, at least for me, it's hard to find a place to stop. Last night DH came home and that meant dinner time but I have nothing to stop me today. No mom, no kids, no husband!
Oh, and to add to it! I can't take the car out of town until it gets new tires so that cx's a road trip to the city!
Am I going to turn into a soap opera watcher? Oh no, say it isn't so!
However, I've adapted a policy of one big black garbage bag a day! Gotta go, gotta clean out the crap and clean up the space!
Yesterday I cleaned out my make up drawer, which is about deep enough for lipstick and eye liner. Threw away those yucky sticky MK glosses and cleaned that drawer out. I also bought a new basket for my makeup, etc. that won't fit in the drawer and has to sit out on the counter. I bought new clothes hampers. The ones I wanted were at Pier One and only $100.00 each and I need three. I bought three at WM and they were $15.00 each! For Pete sake we keep them in the closet. They're not even in the bathroom where anyone can see them. So, then I cleaned out the bazillion almost empty bottles of shampoo etc. from under my sink and put all the curling irons and brushes for a longer hair style in a bin to be dealt with later. It looks good and I feel better.
Today I cleaned out the linen closet and the curio cabinet in the bathroom because it was full of junk from Bath and Body works that is just not getting any attention anymore! Moved all my Vera Bradley purses into the drawer in my armour, which meant I had to clean that out, and placed linens into the linen closet. I about dropped dead when I realized the linen closet had gotten a fresh coat of paint when Daddy and I rebuilt the closet in October of 2003. That's how long it's been since I really went through things and did deep cleaning.
I hired a girl to come clean house for me on Mondays for three hours. She does the floors and bathrooms and whatever else I ask. She best clean these glass doors next week! Doggie nose all over them. But, the point is this, it springboards me into continuing on with these projects.
DH is in the city with the big dogs from the Bigger City/Hotlanta! He will be home in time for bed. I thought what a great day! I'll get my projects done and then begin to clean up my scrap crap. OMG, I still can't look at that stuff! I mean I've unpacked and have put away most of it from my tote but the table top looks like a heap pile of mess!
I need to get my scrappin' groove back! Yeah, after more than 70 pages in two weeks it stands to reason that I am burned out for a while. Scrappin' makes me feel connected to my peeps, I feel so lonely since I got all spoiled by having girl time for two weeks! I miss my CHI 5 Sisters, Bev, and Les! I'm beginning to feel like Miss Nancy on Romper Room, "and I miss Cassie, and Alicia, and Sally, and Lynn, and Denise, and Meredith, and people I haven't even ever met IRL!
When you start a project, at least for me, it's hard to find a place to stop. Last night DH came home and that meant dinner time but I have nothing to stop me today. No mom, no kids, no husband!
Oh, and to add to it! I can't take the car out of town until it gets new tires so that cx's a road trip to the city!
Am I going to turn into a soap opera watcher? Oh no, say it isn't so!
Friday, April 06, 2007
Scrap Happy
Celebrating my visits to Washington and Texas. Journaling reads:
2002 I had a collision of life’s most stressful experiences. We moved, I left a job that I loved and along with it my friends. I’d dabbled in Scrapbooking but not until my father died did I sink deeply into depression and used my hobby for a healing time of putting the confusion of the past 24 months into order. My pictures reminded me of how my life had been until that point.
When my father died I quit working. I got online and found a whole new world of scrappy friends! I found new techniques and ideas. Last December I even landed a job in the industry.
The best part is the friends that I have made along the way. Of all the people pictured in this layout none had I known before! We live all over the country and get together as much as we can. To me that is the best part, the friends!
The products I used are:
imaginisce Paisley Picnic, Sidewalk Chalk Patterned Papers,
Let's Pretend Collection Paisley Daze rub ons also from imaginesce
I used brown bazzill to mount the pictures and scalloped bazzill. I do not have the names of the colors.
When my father died I quit working. I got online and found a whole new world of scrappy friends! I found new techniques and ideas. Last December I even landed a job in the industry.
The best part is the friends that I have made along the way. Of all the people pictured in this layout none had I known before! We live all over the country and get together as much as we can. To me that is the best part, the friends!
The products I used are:
imaginisce Paisley Picnic, Sidewalk Chalk Patterned Papers,
Let's Pretend Collection Paisley Daze rub ons also from imaginesce
I used brown bazzill to mount the pictures and scalloped bazzill. I do not have the names of the colors.
I Just Don't Understand!
I switched to Beta Blogger but still have to go in the html template to add anything and it's driving me crazy! I intend to add your links ASAP! So sorry this is taking me so long!
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Long Time No BLOG!
Just returned from a whirl wind trip where I went from FL to WA and then to TX! WOW, what a ride! If I could survive on late nights and early AM's I'd do it more! (Yeah, like that's the problem, it's called cash flow)! DH told me I was "cut off" I don't need a thing, I made sure I bought it all while I was gone! Haven't looked at the bank statement in detail but the fridge was exactly as I left it.....meaning! He didn't eat at home!
Found out yesterday that Hoochie Mama is driving one of the company explorers! Pissed me off big time! DH is so stupid, she is a senior inspector but so what, all the other inspectors drive pick up trucks. I think a Pick Up fits her life style better anyway! Of course some one did point out to me that you can sleep, ah, lay down in the back of the explorer! I really don't think that DH is fing around with her but I will have my eyes open!
The carpets were all cleaned and the lawn manicured when I got home. I know he worked a lot while I was gone and I think that he got the point last July when I got all in his face! I called hoochie mama too and let her know that I knew and it had better stop! Hey, I'm not the one who did anything wrong.
I've got to quit answering d's calls! We do have a lot to talk about, he just wants to talk about the one thing we shouldn't talk about!]
Today I am making a LO for Scrappy Arts contest How Has Scrapbooking Enhanced Your Life? I even bought the paper at Meridawn's!
I got to meet two new MB buddies on my trip but have to admit it was difficult to be in Seattle and not be able to hook up with my girl Julie!
Found out yesterday that Hoochie Mama is driving one of the company explorers! Pissed me off big time! DH is so stupid, she is a senior inspector but so what, all the other inspectors drive pick up trucks. I think a Pick Up fits her life style better anyway! Of course some one did point out to me that you can sleep, ah, lay down in the back of the explorer! I really don't think that DH is fing around with her but I will have my eyes open!
The carpets were all cleaned and the lawn manicured when I got home. I know he worked a lot while I was gone and I think that he got the point last July when I got all in his face! I called hoochie mama too and let her know that I knew and it had better stop! Hey, I'm not the one who did anything wrong.
I've got to quit answering d's calls! We do have a lot to talk about, he just wants to talk about the one thing we shouldn't talk about!]
Today I am making a LO for Scrappy Arts contest How Has Scrapbooking Enhanced Your Life? I even bought the paper at Meridawn's!
I got to meet two new MB buddies on my trip but have to admit it was difficult to be in Seattle and not be able to hook up with my girl Julie!
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
"Grandaddy, Things Change!"
This is a statement that DD made in 1988 when we moved away from an abusive home. I took the kids and three suitcases, that was all! The next day grandaddy was pushing DD in the swing and out of her sweet little four year old mouth came the words, "Grandaddy, things change."
It's time for me to seperate my personal blog from my professional one. If you're looking for my professional blog, check out my links! That blog will not link to this one! For obvious reasons!
It's time for me to seperate my personal blog from my professional one. If you're looking for my professional blog, check out my links! That blog will not link to this one! For obvious reasons!
Thursday, February 01, 2007
I'm In LOVE with the MUSIC of Carly Simon
In December I bought a thee CD boxed set of music by Carly Simon. I've almost worn the crazy CD's out by now or at least worn out my mother with listening to them in the car!
Carly has a booklet of sorts in the boxed set. She writes about the music she sings and talks about how she knows when a song is just right. I thought that it had a lot to do with the way I feel about my scrapbook layouts. How do you know when they're just right? Do they have just the right pieces in just the right places? Does it need a little more, or does it need a little less.
Here's what Carly has to say about her song writing:
I've always wondered what would happen if I held on to one song long enough to make it perfect by my standards. I would keep it locked up in my creative chamber and feed it daily with new ideas, better chord changes, a dream-inspired alteration in the melody, a more sonorous word, more alliteration, simplification, cleaner lines. I suppose it would be somewhat like raising the perfect child. At what point does it become a monster child? Robot-like or over studied, precious? One of the interesting problems the songwriter faces is when to let the song go. Often it is just a matter of deadline and I think back and look at the songs I have chosen to include here, it is significant, the part that practicality plays. You gotta get it done. But when there is no deadline what is it that makes you finish a song? I have come to believe that you must fall in love. When you really fall in love with a song, it becomes perfect for that moment in time. Maybe in a year you'll look back and say: "How could I have loved that song so much?" But in the first blush, the honeymoon period, the song can do no wrong. That is when you want to shout it to the world and parade it in front of your friends. I think that's what the act of creativity must be about. It's about making something you believe is better than you are, and for a moment, you merge with it and think it's you and you are it. Even when I am in a state of self loathing I can write something that I fall in love with. Deluded though I might be, it makes me feel better about myself and it usually inspires me to write another song. This goes not only for songwriting, but for fixing dinner or arranging flowers. At some point, and mostly it's a combination of accident and inspiration (being led by a larger hand), it comes together in a way that seems just right at the time, and that is the time to let it go. Sometimes it's just because it fits for the day. It may not be the greatest song, but it fits your soul at the moment and therefore speaks honestly. So you let it go out there into the great, big, kind, cruel and indifferent universe. .........
Carly has a booklet of sorts in the boxed set. She writes about the music she sings and talks about how she knows when a song is just right. I thought that it had a lot to do with the way I feel about my scrapbook layouts. How do you know when they're just right? Do they have just the right pieces in just the right places? Does it need a little more, or does it need a little less.
Here's what Carly has to say about her song writing:
I've always wondered what would happen if I held on to one song long enough to make it perfect by my standards. I would keep it locked up in my creative chamber and feed it daily with new ideas, better chord changes, a dream-inspired alteration in the melody, a more sonorous word, more alliteration, simplification, cleaner lines. I suppose it would be somewhat like raising the perfect child. At what point does it become a monster child? Robot-like or over studied, precious? One of the interesting problems the songwriter faces is when to let the song go. Often it is just a matter of deadline and I think back and look at the songs I have chosen to include here, it is significant, the part that practicality plays. You gotta get it done. But when there is no deadline what is it that makes you finish a song? I have come to believe that you must fall in love. When you really fall in love with a song, it becomes perfect for that moment in time. Maybe in a year you'll look back and say: "How could I have loved that song so much?" But in the first blush, the honeymoon period, the song can do no wrong. That is when you want to shout it to the world and parade it in front of your friends. I think that's what the act of creativity must be about. It's about making something you believe is better than you are, and for a moment, you merge with it and think it's you and you are it. Even when I am in a state of self loathing I can write something that I fall in love with. Deluded though I might be, it makes me feel better about myself and it usually inspires me to write another song. This goes not only for songwriting, but for fixing dinner or arranging flowers. At some point, and mostly it's a combination of accident and inspiration (being led by a larger hand), it comes together in a way that seems just right at the time, and that is the time to let it go. Sometimes it's just because it fits for the day. It may not be the greatest song, but it fits your soul at the moment and therefore speaks honestly. So you let it go out there into the great, big, kind, cruel and indifferent universe. .........
Monday, December 11, 2006
All Night
All night by Carly Simon
I have no need of half of anything
No half time, no half of a man's attention
Give me all the earth and sky
And at the same time add a new dimension
Half the truth is of no use
Give it all, give it all to meI can stand itI am strong that way
Give me all night
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
'Till the last star fades
And if you can't take my heart and soul
Take it from me anyway
Don't give me fountains, I need waterfalls
And, when I cry, my tears will fill an ocean
The pain of love, I'll accept it all
As long as you'll join me in that emotion
Half of lovin' is no fun
Give it all, give it all to me
Give me all night
I can stand it
I am strong that way
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Don't leave me guessing alone
Don't walk me half the way home
You can do that tomorrow
Just give me .Give me all night
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
'Till the last star fades
And if you can't take my heart and soul
Take it from me anyway
'Till the last star fades
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
Give me the full moon
Give it to me anyway
'Till the last star fades
And if you can't take my heart and soul...
I have no need of half of anything
No half time, no half of a man's attention
Give me all the earth and sky
And at the same time add a new dimension
Half the truth is of no use
Give it all, give it all to meI can stand itI am strong that way
Give me all night
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
'Till the last star fades
And if you can't take my heart and soul
Take it from me anyway
Don't give me fountains, I need waterfalls
And, when I cry, my tears will fill an ocean
The pain of love, I'll accept it all
As long as you'll join me in that emotion
Half of lovin' is no fun
Give it all, give it all to me
Give me all night
I can stand it
I am strong that way
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Don't leave me guessing alone
Don't walk me half the way home
You can do that tomorrow
Just give me .Give me all night
Give me the full moon
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
'Till the last star fades
And if you can't take my heart and soul
Take it from me anyway
'Till the last star fades
And if I can't take the whole of you
Give it to me anyway
Give me all night
Give me the full moon
Give it to me anyway
'Till the last star fades
And if you can't take my heart and soul...
"You're too sensative!"
Awwh, bull shit! What a cop out of a thing to say! I'm mad at that man of mine again!
What happened to, "you look nice"?
What happened to, "these sheets feel/smell good"?
What happened to, "you look and smell and feel good"?
What happened to a goodnight kiss?
What are we doing wrong?
What are we doing right?
What happened to "Thanks for taking the time to pick out these
What happened to, "you look nice"?
What happened to, "these sheets feel/smell good"?
What happened to, "you look and smell and feel good"?
What happened to a goodnight kiss?
What are we doing wrong?
What are we doing right?
What happened to "Thanks for taking the time to pick out these
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Say Goodbye to Joe because he's all Walshed Up!
Don't you think it's pathetic how Joe seems like he is singing with no teeth or a mouth full of marbels or whatever! I wonder when this video was taken? This means we're just a bunch of saggy baggy old gimp and limp washed up wanabe hippies!
In the live DVD of the Eagles Hell Freezes Over Joe looks pretty decent but this version is def not his best! I like the music, it reminds me of college days and driving across LA to visit with my sister.
In the live DVD of the Eagles Hell Freezes Over Joe looks pretty decent but this version is def not his best! I like the music, it reminds me of college days and driving across LA to visit with my sister.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Friday, December 08, 2006
The Prayer Lyrics
JOSH GROBAN LYRICS"The Prayer"(feat. Charlotte Church)I pray you'll be our eyesAnd watch us where we goAnd help us to be wiseIn times when we don't knowLet this be our prayerAs we go our wayLead us to a placeGuide us with your GraceTo a place where we'll be safeLa luce che tu daiI pray we'll find your lightNel cuore resteraAnd hold it in our heartsA ricordarci cheWhen stars go out each nightL'eterna stella seiNella mia preghieraLet this be our prayerQuanta fede c'eWhen shadows fill our dayLead us to a placeGuide us with your grace Give us faith so we'll be safe. Sogniamo un mondo senza piu violenza Un mondo di giustizia e di speranzaOgnuno dia la mano al suo vicinoSimbolo di pace e di fraternitaLa forza che ci daiWe ask that life be kindE'il desiderio cheAnd watch us from aboveOgnuno trovi amoreWe hope each soul will findIntorno e dentro a seAnother soul to loveLet this be our prayerLet this be our prayerJust like every childJust like every childNeeds to find a place,Guide us with your graceGive us faith so we'll be safeE la fede cheHai acceso in noiSento che ci salvera
In Loving Memory
Ernest Lee Harris, Jr. DDS April 19, 1930-December 8, 2004
I love and miss you daddy, your girl!
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
JOY
I am full of JOY! I am finding healing in all that I can. Listening to music much more than before and little surprises coming my way from the SJ Gals! I can't show you my work until it is published but then for sure it will be here!
I need a new song today so say goodbye to SMILE but keep on smiling!
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Our Wedding Day
"I do", said he. "Me too", said she. And they became a family.
May 16, 1991 Guernsey, Wyoming
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