Saturday, February 18, 2012

My Body

I was treated to a concert for my birthday.  Young The Giant was performing and it was crazy good.  I found myself dancing and clapping and really getting into the music.  One of my favorite songs by this group is My Body.  I jokingly said I relate to this song but probably not the same way as the college kids do.  I relate to it because of my age.


My body tells me no
But I won't quit
Cause I want more
Cause I want more
My body tells me no
But I wont quit
Cause I want more
Cause I want more

Friday, February 10, 2012

Subdivision Blues


After inquiring about my life insurance, my son decided it was time to get this old lady off the couch and on a bike. I live in an area that has a lot of biking and hiking trails, so I was all for it. Sure, why not…. He brought over a girl bike and we were off. To get to the biking trail we had to peddle our way through two or three different subdivisions, and ride by a golf course. There were several hills; of course I was seeing them as MOUNTAINS. I would huff and puff my way half way up and then I would get off the bike and push it the rest of the way up. Going down was great; if I got my speed up I could cruise to the next mountain I mean hill. I was doing pretty good considering.   

Life Insurance inquiry is a joke.

While I was on my way to the biking trail I notice all of the houses I was passing by. They all looked the same and they were so close together you couldn’t walk between them. I lived in the country for 40 years. After that I lived on the road. Even though I am in an apartment at this moment I am so glad I do not live in a subdivision. There is something strange about opening a window and finding out that you can shake hands with your neighbor providing that her or his window is open. I like my TV loud and my music even louder. Of course for right now I have to be considerate with my neighbor that I share a wall with.

The song I was singing was a Tom T Hall song, Subdivision Blues.
Out on the edge of town I bought a two room brick
Moved in as soon as I got the plumbin' all fixed
Making them payments worked my fingers to the bone
Anything I had to do to get myself a home.
There was water in the basement it looked like a swimming pool
The man said son that water'll help to keep your cottage cool
The Welcome Wagon brought me out some sleepin' pills and booze
I got the mean old subdivision blues.
 Irony -
1. The humorous or mildly sarcastic use of words to imply the opposite of what they normally mean
2. An instance of this, used to draw attention to some incongruity or irrationality
3. Incongruity between what is expected to be and what actually is, or a situation or result showing such incongruity

My irony is my dog has a sleeping disorder…. I am an insomniac.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

My Puppies


It has been a quiet night.  I went to my favorite bar/restaurant had a wonderful meal and traveled back to my little home to two wild puppies that wanted out.  I enjoy their enthusiasm and I am a little jealous of it.  It needs to be a goal for me that when the front door opens I will run out with great enthusiasm.  That would definitely freak out the neighbors.  I enjoy walking my dogs.  They are not people lovers but they don’t want to attack them either.  I have one that tolerates the occasional petting from strangers and the other just barks.  They are a lot like me.   They are small dogs with a total combined weight of 14 pounds, like most small dogs, they have the heart and soul of a German Shepherd.   Most important, they like to hike with me.  I don’t’ see a lot of small dogs on the trails because people are afraid to bring them.  Where I live small animals are a meal but my little nuggets stay on leash.  
Nellie McKay - The Dog Song
But then I looked in your eyes
And I was no more a failure
You looked so wacky and wise
And I said, lord I'm happy
'cause I'm just a walkin' my dog
Singin' my song
Strollin' along
It's just me and my dog
Catchin' some sun
We can't go wrong
'cause I don't care 'bout your hatin' and your doubt
And I don't care what the politicians spout
If you wanna companion
Well just go right to the pound
And find yourself a hound
And make that doggie proud
'cause that's what it's all about

Appropriate For The First Post

The Song Remembers When - Trisha YearwoodI was standin' at the counter
I was waitin' for the change
When I heard that old familiar music start
It was like a lighted match
Had been tossed into my soul
It was like a dam had broken in my heart

After taking ev'ry detour
Gettin' lost and losin' track
So that even if I wanted
I could not find my way back
After drivin' out the mem'ry
Of the way things might have been
After I'd forgotten all about us
The song remembers when

We were rolling through the Rockies
We were up above the clouds
When a station out of Jackson played that song
And it seemed to fit the moment
And the moment seemed to freeze
When we turned the music up and sang along

And there was a God in Heaven
And the world made perfect sense
We were young and were in love
And we were easy to convince
We were headed straight for Eden
It was just around the bend
And though I have forgotten all about it
The song remembers when

I guess somethin' must have happened
And we must have said goodbye
And my heart must have been broken
Though I can't recall just why
The song remembers when

Well, for all the miles between us
And for all the time that's passed
You would think I haven't gotten very far
And I hope my hasty heart
Will forgive me just this once
If I stop to wonder how on earth you are

But that's just a lot of water
Underneath a bridge I burned
And there's no use in backtrackin'
Around corners I have turned
Still I guess some things we bury
Are just bound to rise again
For even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when

Yeah, and even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when