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Beautiful Music

Music makes one feel so romantic – at least it always gets on one’s nerves – which is the same thing nowadays.

Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)

Music is the language of the heart.  No one knows for sure why we connect to certain styles or songs – but one thing is for certain:  Everyone has a certain style of music that speaks and moves them.  One style can be just ‘noise’ to one person – and a beloved ballad to another.  Music can be annoying to some – and greatly appreciated by another.

I was raised on classical music – it played in my home growing up – night and day.  After a steady diet of this for 20 years of my life – I would have to say that I have an appreciation for classical – but it is not what I listen to when I relax.  I have always liked and responded to ‘pop’ music of my generation – the 70’s and it is still my favorite genre of music – by far even though I have an appreciation for other styles.  I would listen to my transistor radio or cassette tapes in my tape recorder at night before going to bed.  I was also a song writer and my ‘style’ of music on the piano was in a ballad form – or what you might call ‘easy listening’ today.  Music has to evoke an emotional response from me in order to be good – and it usually has something to do with the chord progression or lyrics – or both.  Movie soundtracks are also my favorite for relaxing and one of the best musical scores in my opinion is from the movie “Meet Joe Black”.  I also love the soundtrack from “To Kill a Mockingbird” – these are both noteworthy in my opinion and brilliant.

I like to think I am extremely tolerant of any kind of music – even though I’m sure my own children think I am not.  That’s pretty typical.  But since they know I appreciate any style of music if it’s good – they are quick to share their music with me.  Shawn loves to play ‘his music’ for me in the car – going quickly to a song he feels I will like – and usually he is right.  I don’t like everything he likes – but there are certain songs from bands he likes – that he knows I will be able to appreciate and give positive feedback to.  I think it helps him to feel better about his music in some weird twisted way ☺

About a year and a half ago –  he was driving me to a Chiropractor’s appointment and he played me the song below, “Amsterdam” from Coldplay. Now crazy as it sounds – it really moved me.  I remember it was raining and dark and this song played in the car and we drove in complete hushed silence.  It was one of those moments I will never forget.  A bonding moment with this song playing – just me and my son.  It was pretty emotional – I was going through a rough time that fall – and it meant a lot to me that Shawn actually seemed to ‘get it’ and find something he knew I would connect with.

The other day Shawn drove me to a wedding and he again pulled out this song and it brought back such memories of that day for both of us.  Imagine?  Two people from two entirely different generations – actually agreeing on and liking the same song – and the same band.  Crazy right?  Actually – Shawn likes classic rock from the 70’s too – so that’s always been the way we’ve been able to connect with music over the years.  I think it’s really great.  And because I have tolerance for his music and he with mine – we’ve been able to agree on many things over the years.  It is wonderful to know that he is a much sought after musician in his church on both drums and guitar and that he can appreciate music of all styles too.  I am very proud when I hear songs that he has written and recorded on the guitar – mixed in a studio – and they sound just like something you’d hear on the radio!  In fact when doing my own music ‘mix’ a few months ago – I accidentally added a song he had written – thinking it was a great song from “Angels and Airways” or something.  He saw that I had added it and said, “Mom – did you know that is the song I wrote”?  Ha!  No I didn’t! – but it was really good and that’s why I choose it for my CD mix.

Music – it’s a crazy thing – one man’s ‘noise’ is another one’s ‘bliss’ – and it’s nice to know that good music – is still good music – no matter what generation it is produced.  There are classics that have and will stand the test of time because they are well written – from the heart.

Do you have something that ‘moves you’?  We all do – and it’s nice to know that we are all different in our likes and dislikes – and yet the human element of music is still there – touching and affecting our lives – evoking good and bad memories – but most of all – deeply moving us.

Here’s to beautiful music – and not just annoying ‘noise’ in your world tonight.

God Bless

Come on, oh my star is fading
I swerve out of control
If I, If I'd only waited
I'd not be stuck here in this hole.

Come here, oh my star is fading
And I swerve out of control
And I swear I waited and waited
I've got to get out of this hole

But time, is on your side
It's on your side, now
Not pushing you down
And all around
It's no cause for concern..

Come on, oh my star is fading
And I see, no chance of release
And I know I'm dead on the surface
But I'm screaming underneath

And time is on your side
It's on your side, now
Not pushing you down
And all around
Oh, It's no cause for concern

Stuck on the end of this ball and chain
And I'm on my way back down.

Stood on the edge
Tied to a noose
Sick to the stomach
You can say what you mean
But it won't change a sin
I'm sick of the secrets
Stood on the edge, tied to a noose
and you came along but you cut me loose
You came along and you cut me loose
You came along and you cut me loose
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Driving With A Man

I was in the truck – riding shotgun with Greg today – heading down to Costco to pick up a “graduation” cake for a student of mine who is completing level 6 piano at tonight’s recital.  It was an interesting ride – and brought up an interesting topic of discussion:  Why do women appear to ‘nag’ their husbands when they drive?  I have never done this and can boast of NOT being a naggy wife – I’m a pretty ‘live and let live’ kind of person – which is why it is irritating to me when others insist on telling me what to do – or treating me like an infant – don’t like it!  So that being said – I have never said anything about Greg’s driving – until just recently.  I would have to blame it on the fact that we are both approaching those years of – dare we say it – Middle age?  Ouch.  Where reflexes and eyesight are a little compromised?  Again – Ouch.

Now I DO complain out loud about our 18-year-old son’s driving – and I really don’t like to drive in the car with him – although he has a great driving record – only one speeding ticket (in someone else’s car mind you) and no accidents.  But he is ‘edgy’ and drives too fast for me – even though I protest and tell him that I want him to live to see his children and grandchildren – and I also pull the ‘mom’ card and say to him, “can you imagine what would happen to me – if something ever happened to you?”  Oh the guilt.  Oh the emotion.  Shameless.  Don’t care – I would rather he be ”guilted’ and SLOW DOWN and LIVE!!!

But Greg?  He’s the ‘human compass’ and very reliable and safe.  Almost flawless driving record (I am the only member of our family who has a PERFECT driving record even though I am teased by every member of my family for getting honked at – ridiculous!  Or driving too slow!  Outrageous!   I think they’re jealous)  and up to now – has had great timing and reflexes.  But I’ve noticed that just lately he’s been actually SPEEDING UP to red lights – what’s up with that?  And impatient with slow mergers – I say – give them a break – speed isn’t everything!  AND – here’s the point that caused the discussion today – almost missing the fact that cars are slowing down in our lane – and having to jam on the brakes – and sometimes – he doesn’t seem to be paying attention – so – yes – I have to say, “Greg!!!  Are you seeing that car?”  I guess that’s nagging.

So he said to me, “Why do women NAG their husbands about their driving – what’s up with that?”  To which I replied, “now I understand it.  We are afraid for our lives.”  Seeing what’s left of our existence flash before our eyes. All the while trying to hold back from saying anything. Yup that about sums it up.  Fear is a good motivator – and can turn even the most ‘live and let live” person – like myself – into a raving lunatic – complete with ‘nagging’ and other colorful metaphors – at the most appropriate time, of course.

Here’s wishing you a very safe ride – as you journey down the road of life.  And my condolences to those of you that are the passenger in that journey – being driven by a man.

God Bless

My Greatest Achievement

My life really began when I became a Mom.  I was 26 years old when our daughter Ashlee Renee was born – on a hot and sticky day (August 6th, 1987) in New Castle, PA.  I will never forget the experience of being pregnant in the heat – or seeing my once flat tummy get bigger and bigger.  There were so many “firsts” with that baby – and I remember each and every one.  Ashlee has always been a very beautiful girl – inside and out.  She has been given some great gifts – the greatest is her ability to work and create with her hands – and her awesome sense of humor.  She is loved by all she comes in contact with.

Ashlee was 4 years old when our son, Shawn Tyler was born on a fall evening (October 5th, 1991) in Fortuna, CA.  He was and still is a very special child with his peaceful and tranquil personality.  God has gifted him with many gifts – athletic and musical – and he has a natural way with people – gets along with the young and old – he is greatly admired and loved by all.

I feel honored to be the “Mom” to these incredible “gifts”.  My life is richer because of them.  I love you Ashlee and Shawn.  You are my life.  ♥

Why God Made Moms

The following was sent to me by a friend – and it was just TOO GOOD not to post and let all of you enjoy too!  Hope you have a day filled with laughter!

WHY GOD MADE MOMS

Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:

Why did God make mothers?

1. She’s the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.

2. Mostly to clean the house.

3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?

1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.

2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.

3. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?

1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.

2. They had to get their start from men’s bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?

1. We’re related.

2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people’s moms like me.

What kind of a little girl was your mom?

1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.

2. I don’t know because I wasn’t there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.

3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?

1. His last name.

2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?

3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your mom marry your dad?

1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a lot.

2. She got too old to do anything else with him.

3. My grandma says that mom didn’t have her thinking cap on.

Who’s the boss at your house?

1. Mom doesn’t want to be boss, but she has to because dad’s such a goof ball.

2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.

3. I guess mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What’ s the difference between moms and dads?

1. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.

2. Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real power ’cause that’s who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friends.

3. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mom do in her spare time?

1. Mothers don’t do spare time

2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mom perfect?

1. On the inside she’s already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.

2. Diet. You know, her hair. I’d diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?

1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I’d get rid of that.

2. I’d make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it not me.

3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.

WHEN YOU STOP LAUGHING — SEND IT ON TO OTHER MOTHERS, GRANDMOTHERS, AND AUNTS….and anyone else who has anything to do with kids or just needs a good laugh!!!

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