Thursday, September 16, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
It’s a First!!!!
You see…music means many things to many people and well…a blog with merely sound just wasn’t going to cut it….soooo….
I took my first stab at producing a music video blog, or VLOG for short.
So what’s this about??
I wanted to give you a taste of some ultra-cool music…a little something for everyone…young or old. I’ve covered each decade from the 1940’s to the present…in as short of time as I could muster.
What makes it Ultra-Cool? Yes, you’ve probably heard all these songs…but never these songs together like this. <--I was trying hard to sound like a Time-Life Magazine commercial…how’d I do?
The point is to get you moving…yes…MOVING. You see it is an interactive blog…feel free to move as much as you want…in your seat or around the room.
**Just don’t knock over expensive furniture or run over children and pets and grandmas whilst in the process…lmao…I cannot be held responsible if you do =)
So here it is
(drum roll please…)
Thanks for watching!!
Monday, September 6, 2010
No worries, it is still in the works and I am still fine tuning it for you…hopefully later this week…I’ll be able to serenade you back here for that one!
Well…when I blog or “write” as us old-schoolers like to call it…I usually do so because something has moved me to do so. You could say, I become passionate about something or things and I just need to put it down, get it out there and well…make it become more than words on the paper.
The advantage of blogging it is that hopefully I get feedback!
Labor Day weekend has been a bust for this household. We all contracted a stomach virus…no details you don’t need them…and let’s just say it was a weekend to forget for sure.
BUT something did happen…and I am not sure I went about it the right way…so let me explain.
I have a relative, whom I love dearly, whom I’ve felt close to for sometime now…and this relative lives about 300 miles away. The economy being what it is…neither of us really has money to visit each other…so we do what the rest of the world does…we Facebook.
And again...this isn't just some relative...like close relative..you know sibling, cousin or someone you've been there for and has been there for you. You've been through hell and back together...as best as you could over the phone 300 miles away.
Our other mutual relative, who lives 30 miles from me, went and picked her up…brought her here to his place (30 miles away) for an entire week…and took her home (300 miles the other direction). Neither relative called to say “So-n-So’s here in Ohio” didn’t bother to check in on her God-daughter, didn’t even give us a thought apparently. (I guess I should clarify that we're all blood related and we all get along really well...so I thought??)
When asked, I was told a lot of reasons why this relative didn’t call and basically it was a hush hush get away of laughter and healing and it wasn’t meant to hurt anyone.
TOO FREAKIN LATE!
If you cared about someone and you were only 30 miles away…and it was family, wouldn’t you at least find 1 minute of time in a weeks worth of minutes to pick up the phone and say, “hey made it here, just thinking of you, let’s do lunch or stop by for 15 minutes” or some thing like that?
Is that still common courtesy or did I miss something?
See, I don’t care that it wasn’t about me…I could have cared less. It was how it was all done. It is the secrecy thing that goes along with it. This is the one person who says they HATE secrets. You know, I do too…so why all the secrecy?
The last year has been rough on the whole entire family, we’ve had some losses and some near losses and some scares. I’ve tried to be there for each person the best I could. I tried to be the strong one. Somehow the pow-wow 30 miles away was about healing and therapy and working through things.
Am I somehow immune from a healing session of my own because I happen to be the one that knows how to keep it together on the outside?
Someone’s pretty hurt.
I am sure not point the finger away this time.
And I’ve decided I’ve had to do some pruning in my life. Because I can’t expend the energy on those not willing to return the favor. I can’t expose my immediate family (read: children) to those who really don’t care.
My Problem: I care too deeply and always get hurt.
I'm finally tired of getting hurt.
I can’t feel something; only everything
I can’t love partially; only wholly
Sorry its so whiney…but I promise to change my tune next time…