Saturday, May 1, 2010

Music makes the world go round. . .

Or is it money? It could be both in hindsight. But I like thinking its music. It can calm people. It can fire them up also. Or it can make you feel reminiscent. That's usually how I feel about music. I listen to songs often when I drive. I find the radio boring, uninteresting, and usually filled with more news than music, so most times I set up my IPod instead. Its filled with my most precious musical memories, every CD I have and every song I've downloaded.

I'm a big music fan, though I realized a long time ago, playing instruments was not my calling. Good music is the equivilent of a good book, you'll remember it forever.

My first taste of music weren't the songs playing on the radio (I still have a great apprectiation for the '80's), nope, my mom was big on ABBA and country music. Even to this day whenever I hear "Nina, Pretty Ballerina" (which is often because I've turned my daughter into a fan), I'm always reminded of being young and standing in front of the mirror with a hairbrush, plotting my doomed future as a singer (hey, I know starring in "Glee" is a dream that just will NOT happen).

Music makes me sentimental. When I hear The Goo Goo Dolls' "Black Balloon" or Filter's "Take a Picture", I'm transported back to my tech school dorm and getting ready for school in the morning. I listened to them religiously each morning without fail.

Or how Tool's "Sober" or Staind's "It's Been Awhile" reminds me of a certain guy I cared a lot about in my youth but things just never worked out.

The Beatles' always take me back to Sunday morning cinnamon rolls with my mom listening to "Breakfast with The Beatles" on the oldies station.

Anything by the Spice Girls' sends me straight to my high school hallways and my best friends. We'd listen to them daily on Karla's little yellow radio. Those were some of the best times I remember.


Shakira's "Estoy Aqui" was my daily bus ride music on my way to work. And I was in a huge V.C. Andrews phase, so the song makes me remember all those books I always had my nose stuck in.
Even now I can hear it and I'm right smack in the middle of a chapter.


I could go on and on all day about all the music I've listened to over the years, but then I'd be here all day and I've got some writing to do, so I must get to it. Ciao!

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Pretty Wild and Other Stupid Things

I'm pretty convinced that reality TV has hit an all time low. The new "E" show "Pretty Wild" is proof of that.

Three spoiled little rich girls (and one them is a thief) and none of them has a concept of reality. Or a least reality outside of their own special made up little world.

(Here are the spoiled brats. Don't ask me which one's the thief because I can't tell the morons apart. They might as well be the same person because they act exactly the same: spoiled and whiny. Basically everything we should strive to be like)


Apparently, as a society we've become bored with mom's dressing their 4-year-old daughters in outfits a grown woman wouldn't wear and parents raising their 14 kids on national television.

No, we need a show with spoiled kids who think the whole world owes them and then get paid as proof of that. Its disturbing to no end. All this show is proving is that "hey, I can break into a few celebrities houses with my friends, steal a good chunk of change, and I'll get my own show".

I'm curious as to what happened to actual talent. Does it even exist out there anymore? Or if your life is interesting enough other people will want to see you on TV? Whatever happened to leaving some things to the imagination? Am I just being old school or do I seem entirely disgruntled?

I think Hollywood and some entertainment have gone completely overboard. Is it really too much to ask not to post a picture of some celebrity sneezing and say they're "just like us"? They're human so wouldn't they already be? Just because they're famous doesn't make they a different breed of people that are somehow better than the rest of the world. They're just paid more.



Okay, I feel a little better now, so I'm done with my mini-rant.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

A Weakness

A weaknesses of mine, besides my boo's cutie pie grin, are design shows. It doesn't matter if it's home or fashion, I'm not entirely picky. There's something about the designing world that peaks my interest. Not sure what it is, but I love fashion and design shows.

Maybe it sets off the creative side of my brain.

HGTV is only my daily watch list, especially House Hunters and House Hunters International. Bravo's on the TV list, too, just because of shows like Kell on Earth, The Rachel Zoe Project, and my new favorite, 9 by Design. Seriously, I cannot even begin to explain how much I love the houses they've designed.

This are a few pictures from their new house in New York:




And they have 7 kids.

Oddly enough, I cannot stand Project Runway. I don't know why, but I think it has to do with the whole "getting voted off because you're just not good enough" thing. I feel the same way about Design Star. Yet, I have no issues with Top Chef. Go figure.
Those shows make me wish I had a bigger budget for design. And more time on my hands to do it. *le sigh*

Friday, March 26, 2010

Singing in the car

There are plenty of people who demurely sit in their cars and just listen to the songs or maybe just the news. You might see an occasional bob of the head or even lips move, but for the most part, there's no indication that occupants of the car are up to anything.

I am not, nor will I ever be one those types. I'm the exact opposite of those speople (and I say that in the kindest, gentlest way possible). I'm that girl you see in the car next to you that is bouncing away to whatever she's listening to at the moment. I'm that girl that does not care that you're staring at her like she'd just grown a few more heads. I'm also that girl that sings along out loud to music playing in the store she's shopping in, but that's for another blog.



I'm a huge fan of singing in the car. It's like singing in the shower, but there's a bigger audience and it feels like more of concert.



I recommend everyone should try this at least once or twice in their life (and don't worry about those people staring in the car next to you, they probably have stick up their butt). It's fun and it helps relieve unneeded tension and stress

Mother Nature's Sense of Humor

No one can say she doesn't have one. After a week of beautiful weather, it's suddenly freezing and feels like it's going to snow any minute. Ah, the wonderfulness of living in Ohio, the one state I did not choose to live in.

The good news is nothing's ever permanent. And we can always move.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Supernatural

I've been watching this show for 5 years and I still love it. There's something about the strange and supernatural mixed with 2 hot guys that makes a show interesting for me. That and I love anything that's paranormal.

It's the only show I cannot miss even one episode of. Most shows that I DVR, I might end deleting because I get bored and rather watch on DVD in one sitting, if I choose. It's never been the case with "Supernatural". I won't say there haven't been times I was fed up with where I thought it was going, I was ready to chuck it out the window. But I give it a few days and all is forgiven and we move on to the new episode.

I was living in Italy when the show started, so I had to wait until it came out on DVD to actually watch it. I really wanted to watch it. It was a show starring an actor I'd liked since he was on "Dark Angel" (Jensen Ackles) and Dean from "The Gilmore Girls" (Jared Padalecki), what wasn't an incentive to watch? I downloaded the first 4 episodes, but it was only enough to peak my curiousity, I still had almost a year to wait before I could watch the whole thing.

But it was so worth the wait. I finished watching the entire first season in less than a week. I breezed through it without a second thought. I don't usually invest that much energy into a show. I can not express the love I feel for this show. I don't love the show as much as my family, it just belongs on that plane of love reserved for best shows ever. It's imaginary and no one can see it. Those who watch enough TV have that. Supernatural is number one on my non-exsistent plane, right before "Life", "The X-Files", "Rome", and "Pushing Daisies".

Even 5 seasons later, I still can't get enough of it. Its one of the few shows I've actually grown attached to, as if I know them well and have a stake in their lives. The two brothers have grown before my eyes and survived more situations than humanly possible. But they have and they have a destiny. It sounds so Supermanish, doesn't it?

But the Winchester boys refuse to let destiny win. They look destiny in the eye, call it a "douche bag" and proceed to kick it in the a$$. That's the Dean and Sam Winchester way.

Now not only does it have the usual supernaturally goodness, angels and even the devil himself have popped up. But I know the Winchesters can deal with it; it's how they roll.

Don't my boys look like they are a force to be reckoned with?

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

When Things Go Wrong

Things always seem to go wrong in bunches, don't they?

And we always seem to remember the bad and big and huge it was; and what a gigantic impact it had on our lives at the time.

The good seems to happen so few and very, very far in between. I like the good times a hundred times better than the bad. But then again, who really doesn't?