This song deserves a place in my music memories perhaps only because it has stood the test of time for me.
Category: We’re all stories in the end
Sister Hazel
One night recently, I was at a bar with a number of friends and at the opening strains of a particular song, one of my friends and I were like, “Oh yeah!” We clinked beers and nodded meaningfully to each other. I don’t know what his memory was, and it’s probably different from mine, but it was clearly important to both of us.
Remember The Time… You Went To Your First Boy/Girl Dance?
Ah, pre-adolescence. Has it changed since I was a young lass? Since my Wee One is only 2, I’ll let you know in about 8-10 years. So until then, I’ll just talk about
One of my first dances was in the small gym in the upstairs of a church, where my school was. There were about 150 kids in the whole building, so the dance was pretty small. And honestly, it seemed stupid. These were the same kids I saw every day. They were mean to me, I didn’t like being around them, so I didn’t see how going to a dance with them would be special.
Continue reading “Remember The Time… You Went To Your First Boy/Girl Dance?”
My First Tattoo
I just put out a call to “Remember The Time,” but I neglected to add my own memory! The time I got my first tattoo… Because it wasn’t last month. It was my 16th birthday.
My best friend had slipped be a bottle of India ink with instructions on how to give myself a tattoo:
Remember The Time…You Got Your First Tattoo?
Remember The Time was a monthly blog hop that was done a few years ago by Em of The Waiting, Ashley of Zebra Garden, and later, Kelly of Are You Finished Yet? I imagine that life caught up with them and so they event fell by the wayside, to my disappointment.
Continue reading “Remember The Time…You Got Your First Tattoo?”
If You Could Only See My Meaning, Will You Like Me More?
There is a song over which I have puzzled for 20 some years: “If You Could Only See” by Tonic, and I heard it again when I went to that 90’s band a bit ago. Hearing it, I remembered a debate I had with my former fiance about its meaning, thus reopening a question
Continue reading “If You Could Only See My Meaning, Will You Like Me More?”
Love Letters To Reader
I’m writing some blog posts in advance, to make it easier to post every day (it obviously hasn’t totally worked) but as I’m thinking about things, ideas are popping up like popcorn and bouncing up out of nowhere. It reminds me of something I did for Cohiba.
The Color Of Your Energy
Inspired by an old friend I’m connected with on Facebook, I’m going to so this “30 Day Music Challenge.” But instead of 30 direct days, they will just be Monday’s. Music Mondays! (Like music is only good for one day – psh.)
“Too, mama.”
This blog post about, as the book calls it, the Precious Present, prompts me to reflect on and write about a small moment with Wee One today. It was just before I was going to lay her down for her nap, and we were laying on the bed together, singing songs.
Re: Thoughts on Pocahontas — Disney in your Day
One of the blogs I follow, Disney In Your Day, is reviewing different Disney movies (because I guess she’s seen them all?! That’s a commitment!) and she recently reviewed Pocahontas. This is particularly timely for me because I am showing it to Wee One for the first time.
Despite my better judgement, I love the Pocahontas.
Continue reading “Re: Thoughts on Pocahontas — Disney in your Day”
