The Divine Miss M for your Monday morning enjoyment.
The Saw Doctors was Thing 2 and Girlie Thing’s first concert, front row seats at a teeny little club in Greenville, SC. Leo and Davy invited the eight year old cousins on stage to dance Tommy K with them. Thing 2 was game, Girlie Thing was leery so they danced on the floor in front of the stage. They flirted and danced and sang all night long. The band signed their Clare Island shirts before we left. Thing 2 still uses hers as a sleep shirt.
It felt like a Saw Doctors kind of day this morning when I woke up.
I’ve been playing them all day and decided to share one of our silly favorites.
(click the playlist icon on the upper left and go to the last song: Hay Wrap)
I love Jack’s version of this song so much I suggested we use it as our first dance…YBW was not convinced.
This is the clip from the sad Americanized film version of a British book I loved.
Close your eyes and just listen.
I guarantee it’s a fun way to start your Friday!
I’m feeling a bit Pete Doherty-ish this afternoon so I’m going to share one of my faves.
This is Babyshambles.
Please listen responsibly.
It’s my first Monday morning as a brain healing writer, wedding planner extraordinaire and temporary hausfrau. So far so good. As the hausfrau, I’ve stripped and remade our bed, switched two loads of laundry, fed myself and done the dishes. All before 8:30.
As the writer…well the proof is in the pudding. (What does that even mean? I’m going to google that asap.)
I’ve got the music going and when I sat down to eat, a song came on that Thing 2 shared with me.
It’s obviously a break-up song. But it’s so perky and I love her message: ‘Sure, you made me happy, but I can do things on my own.’
“Cause you can grow flowers from where dirt used to be.”
I’ve learned to love this unusually voiced girl and her meaningful lyrics delivered in a bouncy way.
This song perked up my Monday morning and I hope it will do the same for you!
The most radio friendly song Blue October every wrote.
I love this band. I love Justin Furstenfeld. He writes from his heart.
This song is starting my day.
I’ve had a hellish week but this song changed my mood this morning so I wanted to share it with you!
Happy Friday!
I’m excited to share with you my new ‘mixtape’.
Interestingly enough, it began as two mixes that I combined into one. I made one in July, then another in November. Neither one struck me as exactly perfect, but I realized I loved certain things about each one so much that I just cut the superfluous songs and rearranged these to come up with ‘getting my stuff’ mix.
I call it that because the day I finally finished it was the day I came home from Richmond with my mother’s things.
Please listen responsibly.
Smile ~ Tori Vasquez
Funk Shop ~ Keegan Smith
Nothin’ But a Woman ~ Robert Cray
One Chance ~ Skipping Girl Vinegar
Bitter Pill ~ Billy Idol
That’s All Right ~ Elvis Presley
Freckle Song ~ Chuck Prophet
Everlasting Arms ~ Vampire Weekend
Chello Song ~ Nick Drake
Tip of the Tongue ~ The Donnis Trio
Oblivion ~ Bastille
Vespa’s Song ~ Ben Taylor
Farmer’s Daughter ~ Babyshambles
I looked Away ~ Derek and the Dominos
Lost in the Supermarket ~ The Clash
Everybody’s Dancing and I Want to Die ~ Deaf Havana
Hard Candy ~ Blue October
Your Wife is Calling ~ Lee Ving, Dave Grohl, et al.
I don’t normally love Thanksgiving. I mean the actual ‘holiday’, not the concept. To me it’s just an inconvenient stop between Halloween and Christmas. I am thankful all my days…I don’t need a specific day to celebrate my gratitude. I have an issue with the conspicuous consumption of food on Thanksgiving Day. Now, I absolutely love food, but it seems to me that Thanksgiving is more about celebrating gluttony than giving thanks.
All of that said, I have to admit I’m actually feeling enthusiastic about Thanksgiving this year. There are two reasons for this. The first reason is even though my child won’t be living in it, the basement is finally finished and we are beginning to put our home and our lives back together.
The second is because I ordered all my food from Wegmans this year.
The entire meal, from turkey to cranberries, completely cooked, packaged up and ready for me to heat and serve. This feels equally wrong and right. I’m perfectly capable of making Thanksgiving dinner for eight, but I don’t really want to. Wegmans has everything I need for a price I couldn’t argue. I’d have spent just as much gathering all the ingredients.
I’m a teeny bit ashamed of myself…but I’m so relieved I’m not going to be stuck in the kitchen all damn day and missing the thing I love about Thanksgiving…the Macy’s Parade. Won’t be stuck in the kitchen all damn day while people lounge on the giant sofa in front of football games.
I’ll heat that food, serve it up pretty, have other people clear and clean up and enjoy my day.
There will be a teeny bit of me that is ashamed for not cooking…I’ll just pour her another glass of wine and she’ll shut up quickly enough.
I’m thankful for the people in my life, my family and friends and the love we share. For my home where I feel safe and loved.
I’m especially thankful for a man who loves me because I’m me and not for what he’d like me to be.
I’m thankful I am so close with my co-teacher, that she and I were meant to be in a classroom together, that we make each other better teachers.
I’m thankful for words. Word that have been written, words not yet written.
I’m thankful for art, all kinds of visual art, but mostly books and music.
I’m thankful for Macy’s and their parade because it really does bring me joy even though I cry every year when Santa arrives.
I’m thankful for Wegmans and their delicious food and reasonable pricing.
And wine! I’m SO thankful for wine!
There is a wonderful teacher in my school who has the most precious habit of encouraging her students to “kiss their brains”. They do this by kissing their hands and placing them on their heads. She encourages them to do this when the are attempting to learn, when they have learned or when they just need a bit of reassurance.
I love this practice!
I’m thankful for my brain, for everything it helps me do.
I kiss my brain.
And I encourage you to do the same.
(...and some I have)
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