so i'm totally stealing this from one of my best friends ever but she'll understand!! :):) or at least i hope so...
i've said it thousands of times that music is my life. i can barely go ten minutes without having some type of music going. so i have decided to compile a list of some of the songs i'm currently loving. just in case you need some new music to jam to. or maybe you're just wondering what song i have in my head today. whatever the case... here is my list:)
1- You, the Night, & Candlelight - Dave Barnes one of my top ten favorite artists in general, one of his newer songs
2- Longer I Run - Peter Bradley Adams see also Lay Your Head Down and Queen of Hearts
3- Streetlights - Ludo
4- Too Late for That - A. Rex
5- You Are the Best Thing - Ray Lamontange just fun :)
6- You and I - Ingrid Michaelson she is abosultely wonderful...
7- Chin Up - Copeland
8- Morning Sun - Kelley Stoltz
9- Closer Than You Think - Fiction Family see also When She's Near and Out of Order...new favorite band :)
10- Never Going Back to OK - The Afters
11- Time to Pretend - MGMT you've probably heard this one but i just like it :)
12- Naked as We Came - Iron & Wine see also Love And Some Verses
I'll leave you with that:) just a small window into my musical mind... Enjoy!
6.29.2009
6.23.2009
my life isn't interesting. no one would ever want to record it for reality t.v. i will never have a plethera of blog followers. i will never write a bestselling book. my words may never be seen by more than a handful of people.
does that make me less signifcant? I don't have profound statements. I don't have stories of great love. or of terrible heartbreak. (okay i do but i don't think blog world wants to hear me whine about a story that's two years old) or of my small child who has done something new today.
i do have a few stories about random events of my day. plunging a toilet in fact. what an awesome way to start out a night of work. but who wants to hear that story? no one. and honestly i really don't want to tell it. it was gross and embarassing (for the guest and myself) and so not worth re-telling.
i read blogs like www.mattlogelin.com and i want to curl up in a ball and just cry. it makes me not want to fall in love...for fear of losing it. but i look at a guy like matt. so real. so forthcoming. and a little part of me is jealous. what?!?! jealous of a widower left to raise a beautiful daughter all on his own? a man who has struggled everyday of the past year to begin life again with out the love of his life, the mother of his absolutely beautiful daughter. yes, i am selfishly jealous of him. that he found the true love of his life. that he spent 12 beautiful and blissful years with her. That he is the father to this absolutely beautiful daughter. that his daily blog is read by millions daily. I'm jealous of all these small things but grossly I am jealous of his making a difference. His words have affforded comfort to many in a similar situation. and has shed light for those who may not fully be able to comprehend the situation and what it brings. His life has made a difference. He can make me cry. He can make me laugh. all through words on a screen.
and then i turn around and look at myself. what have i done?!
i think i'm just meant to be a worker bee in this hive they call earth. I'll always be an extra. never the main character. now i just have to come to terms with that...
does that make me less signifcant? I don't have profound statements. I don't have stories of great love. or of terrible heartbreak. (okay i do but i don't think blog world wants to hear me whine about a story that's two years old) or of my small child who has done something new today.
i do have a few stories about random events of my day. plunging a toilet in fact. what an awesome way to start out a night of work. but who wants to hear that story? no one. and honestly i really don't want to tell it. it was gross and embarassing (for the guest and myself) and so not worth re-telling.
i read blogs like www.mattlogelin.com and i want to curl up in a ball and just cry. it makes me not want to fall in love...for fear of losing it. but i look at a guy like matt. so real. so forthcoming. and a little part of me is jealous. what?!?! jealous of a widower left to raise a beautiful daughter all on his own? a man who has struggled everyday of the past year to begin life again with out the love of his life, the mother of his absolutely beautiful daughter. yes, i am selfishly jealous of him. that he found the true love of his life. that he spent 12 beautiful and blissful years with her. That he is the father to this absolutely beautiful daughter. that his daily blog is read by millions daily. I'm jealous of all these small things but grossly I am jealous of his making a difference. His words have affforded comfort to many in a similar situation. and has shed light for those who may not fully be able to comprehend the situation and what it brings. His life has made a difference. He can make me cry. He can make me laugh. all through words on a screen.
and then i turn around and look at myself. what have i done?!
i think i'm just meant to be a worker bee in this hive they call earth. I'll always be an extra. never the main character. now i just have to come to terms with that...
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