Friday, February 21, 2014
A song that reminds you of your most recent ex-boyfriend
Well, it's day two of the music blog challenge and it is supposed to be a song that reminds you of your most recent ex-boyfriend. Is it cheating if I count my husband? Because, let me tell you, we broke up many times before we got married. In fact, the break-ups are my best guess as to why some people in my family still have reservations about Randal. Once, the break-up was at a YSA dance. Once, we had traveled together to Utah and had a break-up. That one was expensive because my mom then bought me a plane ticket to fly home. And what I thought was the final break-up was two days before Valentine's day. Where was the Tayor Swift song "We are never getting back together" when I needed it? Oh, wait, I didn't need it because even though we had our ups and downs, I'd like to think we got married on an up. And guess what? Even though we are mostly happily married, there are still ups and downs, though we no longer break-up because of them. I know it doesn't sound as romantic as a Disney Movie. But it can be romantic. And we do love each other. And it's hard work. Mostly on his part because we all know living with me would try the patience of a saint. I make up for it in laughter. And love. Always love. Always choosing to love. And learning to be loved. Sappy stuff, I know. Anyway, I will post both of our songs if I can find them. The original "our song" is by U2.
The song I also now associate with my hubby is by Jim Brickman. We really like the version sung with Anne Cochran.
And another song that is "our song." I don't believe I ever saw the video before. It's a bit steamy. Just a warning.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
25 Songs, 25 days Blog Challenge
Hi All,
A friend from way back when is participating in a blog challenge with a couple of his siblings. And it has to do with music, so it should be easy and fun for me. I only wish I could convince my brother to do it too. THAT would be a blast. Or maybe if I could convince Ami Looker. That too, would be fun. Of course, both have the potential to be embarrassing. With that, Day 1 is supposed to be "A song from your Childhood." Oh, boy, I'm already in trouble. One song? I've already thought of half a dozen. But here goes nothing (and I sure wish my brother were participating.) I have to choose Kenny Rogers, The Gambler. Common folk lore in my family says that when I was about 3 years old, I could sing the whole song. And I do remember loving it. So much so that I tried once to run a 5K listening to Kenny Rogers. Um, that was a flop. Depressing country music will NOT help you run fast. The Coward of the County? NOT good running music! And I'm already sidetracked. I have since had four of my own three year olds. Based on them, I'm pretty sure my whole childhood was based on lies. There is no way I knew the whole song. And good heavens, if I did, why did my parents not exploit me? We could have been American Idol before American Idol! Or maybe Toddlers and Tiaras before that show was around. Anyway, I now need to find a link and post it. Wish me luck!
A friend from way back when is participating in a blog challenge with a couple of his siblings. And it has to do with music, so it should be easy and fun for me. I only wish I could convince my brother to do it too. THAT would be a blast. Or maybe if I could convince Ami Looker. That too, would be fun. Of course, both have the potential to be embarrassing. With that, Day 1 is supposed to be "A song from your Childhood." Oh, boy, I'm already in trouble. One song? I've already thought of half a dozen. But here goes nothing (and I sure wish my brother were participating.) I have to choose Kenny Rogers, The Gambler. Common folk lore in my family says that when I was about 3 years old, I could sing the whole song. And I do remember loving it. So much so that I tried once to run a 5K listening to Kenny Rogers. Um, that was a flop. Depressing country music will NOT help you run fast. The Coward of the County? NOT good running music! And I'm already sidetracked. I have since had four of my own three year olds. Based on them, I'm pretty sure my whole childhood was based on lies. There is no way I knew the whole song. And good heavens, if I did, why did my parents not exploit me? We could have been American Idol before American Idol! Or maybe Toddlers and Tiaras before that show was around. Anyway, I now need to find a link and post it. Wish me luck!
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