Seven

Today is the 7th anniversary of my wedding. It was a day much like today, actually. Unseasonably warm and gloriously sunny. I had hoped that was a sign to come....my whole life to be filled with sunshine and warmth. Obviously, it's not perfect, but it is sunnier and warmer than I ever could have imagined. I often feel as though I don't deserve it, and am quite sure I don't, but I will be thankful for it each and every day.

I remember feeling invincible walking around in my wedding gown. Like when I slipped into it, I slipped into a shield of Bridal Protection that prevented anything bad from happening to me. I can honestly say that my wedding day was the best day of my entire life. And there have been some really REALLY good days. But that day was it. Roy and I had so much fun that day. We smiled, we laughed we cried (him first!). And we were together. And that's all that mattered. All that will ever matter.

Lyric Love

You see, the night does funny things inside a man, these old tomcat feelings you don’t understand.

Oh do I love song lyrics. That one is from “I Hope That I Don’t Fall In Love With You” by Hootie & the Blowfish. Oh, Darius, how I swoon for you. Anyway, I have a friend who’s considering XM Radio or it’s competitor and we were chatting about it and how much I love mine. I can clearly say that while I have mad love for my i-pod, the love for XM Radio is beyond that. Far beyond. The i-pod is great for songs I know I love, where the XM is so good for songs you forgot you loved. Today I channel surfed more than I normally do and what a great day in the car! So many great songs today and I’ll share some of them with you in a sec. Isn’t it funny how a song lyric, a simple sentence set to music can transport you to a different time, to a different place? Good memories, bad ones, happy, sad…the range of emotions from a simple lyric is so vast. I know that being a Grammar Snob and all, you likely don’t expect less than word love from me, but here’s something you may not know. Well, some of you know this. When I was younger I wrote poetry. I always wanted to write freestyle, dark, angsty poetry. But, me being me, ended up with perfect rhythm, perfect rhyming poetry. Still a bit dark and angsty, but always ALWAYS rhyming. Couldn’t help it. I think my poetry was good. I had educated people tell me it was, and it was critiqued and displayed and read by more than a few. Anyway, maybe that’s why I love song lyrics so much, who knows. Ah, well.

Let’s move on to songs. Every single one of these songs I heard on XM today. 60’s to metal, to classic rock and beyond. Before you ask, yes. Yes I wrote them down as I drove down the road. Yes, this was a premeditated entry, though I didn’t pre-write it, just jotted the song titles down. They are in no particular order, but I’ll elaborate on a few. I like every single one of these songs. My music taste is much more eclectic than even I thought it was.

Eddie Rabbit “I Love A Rainy Night” (what IS it about the finger snapping that makes me love this song??)
Aerosmith “Janie’s Got A Gun” (mmmmmmJoe Perrymmmmmmmmmmmm)
Ram Jam “Black Betty” (Oh Black Betty, ramalam, oh Black Betty…)
Kiss “Detroit Rock City”
Survivor “High On You”
Warrant “Sometimes She Cries”
Bon Jovi “I’ll Be There For You”
Wilson Pickett “Mustang Sally” (I freaking love this song. I have no idea why.)
Golden Earring “Radar Love”
Aldo Nova “Fantasy” (Life is just a fantasy, can you live this fantasy life)
Judas Priest “Painkiller” (not my favorite JP, but a good car song)
Neil Diamond “I Am I Said” (I know every word to many many ND songs…such a dork)
Bad Company “Rock ‘n Roll Fantasy”
Metallica “Seek And Destroy” (I. Love. This. Song.)
Bob Seger “We’ve Got Tonight” (this song is incredibly hot)
Counting Crows “Goodnight Elizabeth” (I’ve seen CC 4 times in concert)
Doobie Brothers “Black Water” (only the last minute or so)
Doors “Touch Me” (c’mon c’mon c’mon now touch me, babe)
Europe “Rock the Night” (big hair rocks)
The Clash “Rock the Casbah”
Sammy Hagar “Mas Tequila” (is it me or does tequila sound really good??)
Indigo Girls “Galileo”

There were so many more (I spent a lot of time in the car today), but I should probably stop there. Some of these songs brought up some questions and concerns. Like, when did it become un-cool for a rock band to have a keyboard player?? Rush had one (I think), Asia, Survivor, Journey, hell, didn’t Poison have one for crying out loud? Also, I miss big hair. I’m just going to say it, I do. I don’t miss Aqua Net, but I do miss big hair. I should have learned to play guitar instead of clarinet. I mean, playing the clarinet was hot for like…no, playing the clarinet was never hot. Sigh.

The life of my hair...

I can't believe I'm doing this. I bitch all the time about my hair. My hair and I have a love/HATE (mostly hate) relationship. To demonstrate....I'm throwing myself out into the blogosphere, land of the free and home of the idiot. Please (oh God, PLEASE) be nice. This whole process?? 6 (SIX!!!) hair products and 35 minutes. Feel my pain.

(yes, I am on the phone, and taking my own picture. I'm quite the multi-tasker!)



Holy blurry hair, Batman!



I can't seem to NOT look like a dork in pictures.

The end product. Gah. Just did my eyebrows, though. Nice and uneven. Perfect.

Bad day

I've had a horrible day. Horrible. Like drink a case of beer by myself horrible.

So, instead of witty, ranty banter....I can only offer you this.

If I lay here, if I just lay here.....would you lie with me, and just forget the world?
(credit to Snow Patrol)

Things that are just plain wrong.

Needing 30 minutes for my hair to dry. With the dryer on SCORCHING.

Dirty laundry that doesn't clean itself, fold itself, or put itself away. Selfish laundry.

Snow while (some of) the leaves are still green.

The cutest high heel shoes ever that hurt your feet.

Needing Crest Whitestrips to counter my Diet Coke addiction.

Gaining 5 pounds from eating one piece of chocolate.

Not having TIVO.

Needing TIVO.

Mondays.

When did this happen?

For years I only ever cared about TV for one hour per week. Wednesdays (then Sundays) at 9:00. West Wing was the only show worth watching. Now, I surfed the tube as much as the next person, but rarely caught more than a few minutes of this or that. But for my West Wing hour, I was in pure heaven. I loved everything about that show.

As you might imagine, I am a big fan of the new show, Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. Written by the great Aaron Sorkin and produced by Tommy Schlamme, it's the West Wing all over again, only for TV instead of politics. Aaron Sorkin writes like I want to write. His words don't just read well, they sing. His conversational style has a rhythm, a cadence. It's unique to him and I adore it.

Of course, the 5 or so actors from the West Wing that are now on Studio 60 make it that much better for me! Oh, Brad Whitford; Oh Matthew Perry, Tim Busfield and the rest....I am so happy to see you back on my TV.

Studio 60 wouldn't be a problem, especially since the West Wing's done. An hour for an hour. Still even. BUT. TV is so much better now than, I think, it has ever been. So much TV to watch, so little time.

Monday - Studio 60
Tuesday - House (man, I love this show)
Wednesday - nothing (yet)
Thursday - hello....GREY'S ANATOMY. Enough said.
Friday - Monk & Psych (USA Network...you're killing me with the break in new shows)
Saturday - nothing (yet)
Sunday - Brothers and Sisters

there are so many more.....I need TIVO.

Like we needed more evidence....

I need a shower. I want to take a shower. I can't take a shower because it's storming outside, complete with lightning. I can't take a shower when it's lightning because the lightning could come in through the water and electrocute me and I might die.

Uh, Paxil, anyone?

On another note, I took an IQ test online (for free, so it must be totally accurate), but no, I will not share the results with you. I feel confident that I am smarter than many people, but not necessarily smarter than those I want to be smarter than, feel me?

Freak, anyone?

I'm finding myself a bit more of a freak these days. I know, it doesn't seem possible, does it? Overly sensitive, more headaches than usual, constant feeling of being on edge. Some of my.....uh.....OCD issues coming out. And those that are always out (checking the stove, unplugging things that are not in use), getting worse. I don't really like to talk about it, at least not with people who don't already know. Those few people really truly are helping me get through this funk. I started thinking that maybe I should get some medicine to help. I have friends who have issues, far worse than mine (or, I think they are...they think mine are worse), who swear by medication. I don't know. I took something a long time ago, but the only thing I thought it did for me was put this strange layer of grey over my world. Like me, only dull. I don't want to be dull. I will not be dull. So, for now, I'll continue medication free and one step at a time get things back in order. I'm pretty sure I can do it. One project at a time!