Music

Ok, so I’m one of those people who love LOVE music. And well to be completely honest, I’m also one of those people who cannot make music. Be it with an instrument, writing the words, or even my own mouth.  God did not bless me with that talent. It used to bother me, but not so much anymore. But for some odd reason, I can listen to music and tell you if your on or off key, or if the music doesn’t match the words. Stuff like that I get. Whether that has a name or not, I’m not sure. Music is so important to me. Music is always going thruogh my head. Everything seems to go back to a song. Music is life! Well, anyways, I sometimes like to pretend that I’m a music critic and tell other people what I like. Whether they do or not! So I’m going to do that now.

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There is a song that I heard on the radio for the first time today.  Our local station does  ‘New Music Monday’s” every week. But sometimes we get lucky and they will showcase something on other days too.  The song today was  ‘Almost Lover’, by A Fine Frenzy. This might not be a brand new song, but it’s new to me. I just have to tell you the emotions this song creates. First of all the singer, Alison Sudol, is gorgeous. This song has the most clean and crisp sound that I have heard in a long time.  It’s beautiful, honest,  gutwrenching, and a little uplifting in a sad way.  I realize that is a confusing group of words to link together in a song. I think the reason this song is so powerful to me is because everyone’s felt the words she is singing.  Either you were the one left behind, or you were the Almost Lover. I listened to it thinking about Jason. He never once was my almost lover, but what would life had been like if he would have been.  Oh my, I can’t even think about that!  But it’s also a song about moving on. Who hasn’t gone through a break up or something else heartbreaking, and you think you’ll never get over it. But the words to this song are like a light at the end of that tunnel, reaching out to grab your hand and walk with you until your through.  Just beautiful.

Settling In

We are all moved in, and staring at the last remaining boxes, wondering if we really need what’s in them. I am so burned out on packing and moving and unpacking. It gets to the point where I don’t even have the energy to think about what to do next. But it’s almost done.

On my mind:

We got a puppy on my birthday. It was a charity case, where the dog was going to the pound and we felt the ‘call’ to save him.  We now realize what a mistake it was!  He is a terror! It constantly wants to bite our other dog, and Bam.  Poor little Bam. He cannot even walk past Puppy with out getting the evil eye, and occasionally a snippin’ at.  So the free puppy classifieds have been typed out and sent. I’m having a bigger problem with this than I thought I would. I’m not sad about it at all, as my loyalties are to my other dog, First Baby.  What I’m upset about, is that now I’m one of them. You know, those people who get a dog and are so excited and them find out that dogs take time and energy and love and blah blah blah…. and then they realize that they don’t want a dog. So off to the pound with you.  I know that this situation is different, we have a dog who is biting, but I worry about someone judging me.  Maybe this situation is supposed to be teaching me that I’m more judgmental than I realized, and I seeing myself through  MY eyes.   

Scary.

Moving

Ugh.  How I hate moving. Being a professional procrastinator, this is the most painful thing in the world.  Luckily, the packing part is almost done. Mr. Rubble is not a packing procrastinator, but a go-get-it-done-and-over-with kinda guy. Yeah for me!  He’s wonderful motivation. Now when we get to the new house we will switch roles. I cannot live in a pile of boxes. Cannot!  I don’t understand the people who unpack their last box 3 years ofter they move. 3 weeks is about as much as I can take. If I can’t find a home for it, I don’t need it. Off to the good will with it.  I just got to thinking about this moving cycle, and I have realized it makes no sense at all. But that’s fitting isn’t it?  Most things don’t make sense.  I often wonder if I’m alone in my mixed up cycles?

A new adventure

Well, after about a year or so of reading other peoples blogs, I thought I’d cross over to the darkside and begin my own. Because I’m to cheap to pay for anything like my very own domain name, I’m here.   We shall see where the darkside leads me!