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Tonight tonight

Putting Liam to bed tonight was ... one of those moments that I want to remember forever.

We played kisses, where I kiss his "squishy cheeks" and we both laugh.  He had his Woody kiss me and then I'd kiss him and he laughed so hard he could barely breathe.  We talked about our day and talked about how we were going to make pancakes tomorrow morning.  (He couldn't decide then if he wanted blueberry, raspberry, or banana panckaes.)  We cuddled and I stroked his hair.  Right before falling asleep, he switched positions and lost his covers.  I wrapped them back over him and in a sweet, soft voice, he whispered, "Thank you." 

He's asleep now. 

Ah, my boy.  He has my heart. 

Baking Fun and the Assembly of the Santa Fun

An Oldie, But a Goodie (Secret Heart)

Ron Sexsmith: Secret Heart

secret heart
what are you made of
what are you, so afraid of
could it be, three simple words
or the fear of being overheard
whats wrong?
let her in on your secret heart

secret heart
why so mysterious
why so secret, why so serious
maybe your, just acting tough
maybe your just, not man enough
whats wrong?
let her in on your secret heart.

the very secret, your trying to conceal,
is the very same one, your dying, to reveal,
go tell her how you feel

secret heart,
come out and share it
this loneliness, few can bear it
could it have, something to do with
admitting that you, just cant go through it alone,
let her in on your secret heart.

 

An Artist That You Should Know About. Period. (Laura Marling)

This girl is 17 years old. Woah.

Typical:

Again I let jealousy blind me today.
My oldest friend, and I blew her away
Just a few kind words, and all I could say
Was I've known you, what, 10 years and it feels like a day

And I watched her cry
Torn apart at the hands of a child

Again I used arrogance as something to depend
Condemned all religion to a pitiless end
And a politician's resonance rang through my mind
Patriotic in one sense, in the other just blind

And oh, so many die
Torn apart at the hands of a child
I'll keep on going, I've got nothing to lose
I gave up morals when I took up you.
And it's boring to hear of another young truth
What a typically shit thing to do

And I was so shallow to the one man who stuck around
Sunk so low that I nearly drowned
And I screamed of his heart when he wasn't around
Consoled him recklessly, I knew he was down.

Oh, I watched him cry
A broken heart at the hands of a child
And I'll keep on going, I've got nothing to lose
I gave up morals when I took up you
And it's boring to hear of another young truth
What a typically shit thing to do

And I have felt heartbreak too and I know what it feels like
And I have felt heartbreak, now you can leave me alone, right?
I have felt loneliness and I know what it feels like

And I'll keep on going, I've got nothing to lose
I gave up morals when I took up booze
And it's boring to hear of another young truth
What a typically shit thing to do

Visit her youtube channel and her website.  Get to know her.  She's great. 

Traditions and My Heart

This movie has been in my family for years.  It is my Mother.  It is my Father.  It is my parents staying up late to wrap presents together every Christmas Eve when my brother and I were little and watching this movie together.  It is being forced to watch such a stupid movie because my parents are making me.  It is watching a movie that I like certain parts of.  It is now loving a movie because of the tradition, because of the singing and dancing, costumes, great 50's sayings, and lovable characters.  It is now a movie that I watch at least three times a Christmas season because it makes me feel Christmas.  It makes me feel my Mom.  It makes me feel so happy. 

To me, White Christmas is Christmas. 

So, welcome to our family tradition:

Watching White Christmas as a family, old 40's and 50's Disney Christmas cartoons and everyone's favorite appetizers like shrimp cocktail, artichokes, cookies, barbeque wings, and a meat and cheese plate. 

Here's to you, Mom.  Merry Christmas.  Wish you were here. 

 

You Are My Sunshine

The best version of this song. ever.  ever. ever. 

To Build a Home

 

Beautiful. 

Cinematic Orchestra: To Build a Home:

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where i feel at home

And I built a home
For you
For me

Until it disappeared
From me
From you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree that's old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed its knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
I held on as tightly as you held onto me

And I built a home
For you
For me

Until it disappeared
From me
From you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

 

Here's another one from them, just because they are great. 

Breathe:

 

Saw this band in Madison a few weeks ago.  I tell ya what, when I heard this song I got goosebumps. Three times. Then I didn't stop playing it for two weeks. Buy their cd.  Listen to it.  Tell your friends.  Amazing.

 

 

 

 

Bear with me, friends.  I have one more week of busy school and I have a to do list the size of Madison.  I will post more and catch up in a week. 

 

Neko Case sings the hell outta this song.

Maybe Sparrow:

Maybe sparrow you should wait
The hawks alight till morning
You'll never pass beyond the gate
If you don't hear my warning

Notes are hung so effortless
With the rise and fall of sparrow's breast
It's a drowning dive and back to the chorus

La di da di da di da
La di da di da di da

Oh my sparrow it's too late
Your body limp beneath my feet
Your dusty eyes cold as clay
You didn't hear my warning

Maybe sparrow it's too late
Moonlight glanced off metal wings
In a thunderstorm above the clouds
The engine hums a sparrow's phrase
For those who cannot hear the words
For those who cannot hear the words
For those who will not hear the words

La di da di da di da
La di da di da di da

Maybe sparrow
Maybe sparrow

BEST BAND I HAVE SEEN IN A VERY LONG TIME/Pearl and the Beard

Saw this band in Madison a few weeks ago.  I tell ya what, when I heard this song I got goosebumps. Three times. Then I didn't stop playing it for two weeks. Buy their cd.  Listen to it.  Tell your friends.  Amazing.

 

 

 

 

Last Week of School

Bear with me, friends.  I have one more week of busy school and I have a to do list the size of Madison.  I will post more and catch up in a week. 

 

Maybe Sparrow

Neko Case sings the hell outta this song.

Maybe Sparrow:

Maybe sparrow you should wait
The hawks alight till morning
You'll never pass beyond the gate
If you don't hear my warning

Notes are hung so effortless
With the rise and fall of sparrow's breast
It's a drowning dive and back to the chorus

La di da di da di da
La di da di da di da

Oh my sparrow it's too late
Your body limp beneath my feet
Your dusty eyes cold as clay
You didn't hear my warning

Maybe sparrow it's too late
Moonlight glanced off metal wings
In a thunderstorm above the clouds
The engine hums a sparrow's phrase
For those who cannot hear the words
For those who cannot hear the words
For those who will not hear the words

La di da di da di da
La di da di da di da

Maybe sparrow
Maybe sparrow