Thoughts of many wander through my mind this evening. Random, crazy, odd thoughts. I know many are not surprised as they know that is one minute in my brain on any given day.
I’ve had music in my life from the very beginning. I listen to music ALL the time. If I don’t wake up with a song in my head I must not be alive or awake yet. I’m still in a dream somewhere. Wake me! I need that tune.
Are there songs that come to mind when you think of certain people, places or things? Ok, maybe not things unless you thought of that danged bear in I CAN’T FIGHT THIS FEELING by REO Speedwagon. One of the stupidest videos around at that time for what we all thought was a love song but he was in love with that stupid bear!
Who would you like to see in concert and haven’t? Mine is Neil Diamond. I will never get to see him:( But I think it would have been an amazing experience. I heard one time the reason he wore the sequin shirts in concert was so “the folks in the back could see him and enjoy too.” I don’t know where I heard that but it has been many years. Kind of cheesy at a time when rock and rollers were long haired hippies. Had a radiologist tell me he was the Messiah to the Jews! Made me laugh (Yes, he was Jewish) It is a weird love of Neil Diamond I have, after all he was peaking in the 70s before I became a true music lover. Or so we thought. Along came The Jazz Singer for me. I had to run out and buy that album immediately! I must have directed that orchestra in the living room a million times with the sweeping melodies of “Hello” and “Songs of life”. At that time, I had no idea he had written all those songs others were singing.
High school held “You Don’t Bring Me Flowers”, “September Morn”, Heartlight” after all who didn’t like the movie “ET”? I also saw on a tv special one time that Mr. Diamond didn’t set out to be a singer/song writer. This wasn’t his college major (Pre-med) but learned the girls loved poetry and music. It was said he wasn’t very athletic but could write poetry. He picked up a guitar at 16 and taught himself to play. A singer/songwriter was born. Born for the sheer amusement of the ladies. Smart fella.
Willie Nelson was in Nashville when I was in high school and a school mate went up and played his fiddle. There he met Mr Nelson and I remember this mate coming in telling us an antidote he was given by the musician. “Never forget your fans, after all, they are the reason you are here.” I’ve never forgotten that. Not that I have fans but I have thought about that so many times about “stars” and their attitudes. All stars should have that attitude. Look at Dolly. She knows that lesson well. Why have we placed these stars above all when they don’t have a clue who we are or even care. If someone you like is acting in such a way that you don’t like why would you spend money to put in their pocket? Stop buying their music. Stop buying their books. Stop seeing their movies. Support those that align with thought processes.
When in high school did you have a certain teacher or teachers that actually saw you? Not the popular kid, the smart kid or the fun kid, but you. The real you at that time. The one that needed to be seen but no one had a clue. So many times in my adulthood have I wished someone had actually seen me sitting in their class and seeing that I learned differently. I see these tik toks and all the fun ways these folks have come up with learning math. WOW! Where were these people when I was in school? Life would have been so different. So thankful for the one teacher that saw me and treated me kindly when life was hard. I might have been the theatrical/musically talented kid with lots of crazy friends and loving life as it was thrown but I needed someone to step up academically and see the cover I was using to hide the lack of knowledge because I wasn’t “getting it”. Teachers…look for those kids. They deserve to go to college and get scholarships just like those top 20. Don’t overlook the seed that could be cultivated with a little extra time and effort. We are worth it.
Ghosting….who came up with that idea? They should be smacked. If someone had ghosted me back in the day I would have let them have an earful. Casper was a ghost….he was a friendly ghost. It isn’t nice to just not call someone back. Don’t be that person. This has been a topic of conversation at work and I don’t understand how the girls deal with some of these guys. I also don’t understand why some of these girls want someone so bad they are willing to do whatever it takes. They need to be listening to Steve Harvey. That cat has the answers. Boys are still boys. I am reminded of a quote my kindergarten teacher sent me when I graduated high school. “Boys will be as good as a girl expects him to be. He will be as bad as she lets him be.” This hung in my room on my mirror for years.
Does everyone have one special person that will be their friend til the day they die? Are you that person to someone? If not, what a thing that is missing in your life. Some are very fortunate to have found that in high school/college and some have found that as an adult. Some of us have several people that are special in our world. I have one friend that I could tell ANYTHING and I mean absolutely ANYTHING and there would not be an ounce of judgement. I have several ride or die friends. These are those friends that you love hanging with and being around. Your “crowd, your “village” your go to for all things enjoyable and fun with a touch of seriousness that they know is there without ever having to explain. Everyone deserves these type people in their lives. It may be a sibling. It may be a grandparent, parent or child. Someone who fills your cup and you them. Be vulnerable and find your crowd. It may take a few missteps but it will be worth the twisted ankles along the way.
Have I said I am going to see David Foster again!??! Yes, yes I am! I can not wait. It will be so much fun. The ASO theater is a great theater with perfect acoustics. I won’t be sitting front row this time but I hope to be able to actually see him playing this time. I could gush about this artist again but I’ve already contributed a whole blog about him before…..but let me say….HE IS THE MAN!
Barry Manilow is going to be in Atlanta….and yes, I’m going there too! LOL He writes the songs. He is old. But I still like hearing him sing. He was never much of a showman but the music speaks for itself.
Did Crystal Gayle ever find out who he was talking in his sleep about?
Am I the only one that wants to retire but don’t even see that in the future?
Kody Brown is a jerk.
Am I the only one tired of winter?
Did anyone actually Dial M for murder?
Am I the only one that loves Mexican but can no longer afford to eat out?
Do you ever wonder what would have happened had you chosen differently at different times in your life?
Am I the only one that thinks the housing market has lost its mind?
I miss being able to climb trees and run. Wait I could never run.
Am I the only one that thinks their children and grandchildren are the bomb?
Am I the only one that misses their pets that have gone on?
Am I the only one sitting here blogging random thoughts and antedotes?
Wait time in the ER should never be the reason you do or don’t visit. Necessity should be. If wait time factors into your decision don’t go….go to an urgent care because it isn’t an emergency. Did you fall last month and it still hurts? Go to an urgent care. Did you have a car wreck today? Go to the ER. Are you experiencing chest pain? Go to the ER. Call an ambulance if it is an emergency. Do not call an ambulance if you need a ride to the hospital…get someone to drive you to the urgent care. Some of my friends work 24 and 48 hour shifts and haven’t been getting any breaks at all because of the calls. I feel so sorry for these guys and girls. The ambulances haven’t even had a chance to refuel or restock before they go out again. These staff members aren’t getting breakfast, lunch or dinner. They are to the bone. Please be considerate to your emergency staff. We are all tired and working as hard as we can.
If you have made it this far down in the blog thanks for entertaining my craziness! Again, I reiterate spending the day in my head would weaken the strongest among you. I miss Kenny Rogers. Lol SQUIRREL!
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