That Rain Song…

John’s post about rain songs reminded me of how one day my MIL asked me if I could use my computer to help her find a rain song.
That’s what she said.
“A song about rain,” she said.
She didn’t mean any ol song about rain, but rather, a particular song she’d liked, in which rain was mentioned.

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I did have the advantage of knowing MIL’s taste in music, but still, quite a lot of songs about rain. Why not songs about night? or dancing? or love? Haha.

After playing about 30 song blips for her, it turned out to be Phil Collins “I Wish It Would Rain Down.” MIL was so happy.

I mentioned this craziness on my Facebook, and for days, people commented on that post with their suggested songs about rain.
This bout killed me.

I suppose it’s important to realize that not all your friends read well. Also, apparently, everyone likes at least one song about rain. And they want to tell you about it.
“Was it this?”
“IT WAS PHIL COLLINS!”
“How about this one?”
“IT WAS PHIL COLLINS!”

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“OMFG PEOPLE! IT WAS PHIL COLLINS!”

I still haven’t quite gotten over it.
Whenever I hear a song about rain, I think of the time my MIL asked me to find her that particular song about rain.
So yeah, I think about it a lot.

If you’d like to share or write about rain songs you love, please go over to John’s post.  If you want to complain about that time no one understood you, I’m here to read you well.

 

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Share Your World #36

If you were given a boat or yacht today, what would you name it?  (You can always sell the yacht later)
The Mr. Beaumont. All Friends fans know Joey’s boat is called The Mr. Beaumont.  I would let The Mister drive me around the lake, but otherwise, I’d totally use my boat as a place to eat sammiches.

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Which of Snow White’s 7 dwarfs describes you best?  (Doc, Happy, Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Dopey) Plus what would the 8th dwarf’s name be?
I should think it’s obvious I’m Snow White. If not, I guess I’m often Sneezy. The 8th dwarf could be Sleazy.

 

Name a song or two which are included on the soundtrack to your life?
A song or two? How about a song or two a day?
Okay, fine.
How about Tori Amos “Cornflake Girl”?

 

Complete this sentence:  I like watching…
Lately, The Good Wife. I never saw the first season or the last season, and along the way my dvr cropped a lot of endings due to friggin sports runnin over, so while some of it is memorable, I’m enjoying it all over again.

 

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I am so grateful for our weekend away. Grateful for friendships that span decades of time and hundreds of miles. Also, amazing husband take me on road trip to see said friends.

 
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And views, and photos, and food, and drinks. All good stuff all weekend. Whatta wonderful weekend!

 
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Also, last week, I saw this tree on 56th Street and I said, “Hey Lil Tree, whatcha doin there? Turnin colors?” He waved and nodded, so that means fall really will come and destroy this infernal heat crap.

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This next week, the only scheduled highlight of my week is an early morning trip to Dunkin Donuts, but hey, ya never know what might happen the rest of the time!

Cee’s Share Your World is a weekly feature and all are welcome to play along.

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What’s going on in your world?

 

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The Black Cat Blue Sea Award

Jill, Spanglish Jill, La Sabrosona, of My Spanglish Familia nominated me for this award, so I’m doing it, because I love Jill and this one looks fun, and I need more reasons to sit my jammied ass on the sofa and type away happily while I drink coffee.

Did y’all see those new lightweight glass mugs at Starbucks? I shoulda bought some. I really just might.

Anyway, here we go —

The Rules:
*Thank the blogger that nominated you
*Nominate up to 7 other bloggers
*Answer 3 questions
*Ask your nominees 3 questions

Thank you, Jill. 

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My nominees:
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Jill asked what’s the funniest thing I’ve heard lately, and I’d hafta say it was when I misunderstand Moo and it sounded like she said, “Now I know why my fox burned the other and flapjack clues on the floor!”
I shouted back, “Yes, I hate it when my fox burns the others and leaves clues!” She actually said something like how her box was turned the other way and her shoes were on the floor — but if you read me much, you know you never can tell with Moo —
Jill asked if I had all the time and money in the world, what would be the thing, food, music, place and/or people who would make me the happiest?
The answer is variety. I dunno, because isn’t the best thing in life having choices? Maybe I feel like these people or those people, this music, or that food. Depends so much on mood. Planning never works for fun. Fun either happens or it doesn’t. Also, my idea of fun seldom matches the traditional definition of fun. I very much enjoy lively conversation, and food I eat with my hands. A good beat is a good beat. I can find beauty most anywhere, so place isn’t too important, beyond temperature. Let’s keep it cool, okay?
Jill asked the best advice I’ve ever been given and the best advice I’ve given and that’s really hard to choose. My mother said the best way to deter nosiness is to direct people to their own motives by asking, “Why do you ask?”
“Why do you ask?” is incredibly effective.
When people ask you nosy questions, ask them, “Why do you ask?”
It never hurts to question your own motives at times, either. Most people aren’t aware they have motives, let alone what they are.

 

My questions for my nominees:
What do you do when you wake up after a bad dream?

Do you enjoy wearing hats? If so, what kind?

What’s the most recent act of kindness you’ve performed?

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Goodness, It’s Good

People be like, “I’m going to Disney World!” and I be like, “I’m going to HME’s!”

Well, I am later today. First I’ll get caught up with my online stuffs. Then I have to wrap up packing, which is basically me walking around the house in panic mode, clutching my list and tsking anything we may have overlooked. Then I’ll tidy things, because I am loath to arrive home to any disarray. Then I’ll go to work. But after that, definitely, goin to HME’s!

The last month has been long, has it not? For me it’s been about 90% chaos and toil and trouble. Altogether too much schedule and peopling. Finally, Labor Day Weekend is upon us and I shall escape.
Shouldn’t there be MORE long weekends?

Y’ever go someplace that’s always good? I have several of those places and HME’s is one of My Top Five All-Time Good Places To Go.

It’s always a good time and that’s why we love it so much. Good people with the good talk and the good food.
We go without expectation. Sometimes we go places and do stuff, and sometimes we simply be, but it’s always a good time with the HMEs.

The boy one, he’s coming to sit the house. He’ll care for the house and the pets and the alarm. He might mow the grass and he’ll surely make sure no milk expires in our absence, but he won’t update my blog while I’m gone. Thinking about that makes me laugh…

Anyway, while I’ll miss WordPress Peoples, I’ll be enjoying the disconnect from the norm. (Not Our Norm, just the norm.) It’s gonna be GOOD!

Oh yeah, thanks Tony, this is perfect today!

 

 

Happy Friday Everyone!

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#ThursdayDoors — The Sanctuary on Penn

I thought I’d go with another one of those churches that isn’t a church, since I’ve found so many this summer.

On Pennsylvania Avenue, The Sanctuary on Penn is not a church that operates as a wedding venue.
I love that. What a clever business-minded way to keep old churches beautiful.

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My up-close shot is even worse, so we’ll stop here. I suppose I could have tried to get it when the sun was up, but then, it didn’t even invite me in for cake or cocktails or anything.

#ThursdayDoors is part of an inspired post series run by Norm Frampton. To view other interesting doors, click the link and see what others are posting today.

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Uh Oh

Comments are disappearing for some of us in some places. Check your spam for some comments you may have missed.

John brought this up and I told him I’d check my spam, where I did in fact, have comments from John, and my comment to him about it disappeared. Twice.

Anyway, check yer spam 🙂

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One-Liner Wednesday — Sock Mates

Sassy likes to wear mismatched socks so I don’t match hers anymore. The other day when I asked Sassy to take her non-matching socks, she made a sad face and said, “Intersocks couples have rights, too.”

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One-Liner Wednesday is brought to you by LindaGHill

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Reach Out and Touch Faith

I hate being asked what kind of music I like. I like good music, Duh. Doesn’t everyone like good music?

Most of my music collection is from the 90’s, because that’s the decade of my youth, also Duh.

I very much like what I very much like, but I’m open. It’s good to be open about music, I think, because I’m open about music.

The example I always give people is Beastie Boys Sabrosa. I show you this video and unless you know, your brain is already set to Obnoxious White Rappers.
But if you like good music, you’ll like this song, because it is not obnoxious, and absolutely not rap.

And there are plenty more where that came from.
I know this, because The Mister thought he wouldn’t like it.

Somehow The Mister thought he hated Nirvana, but I fixed that, too.

In terms of rap, I’ll have you know that in my teens, I played my NWA tapes so much, I caught my own mother singing it. She was ashamed when she covered her mouth and said, “I can’t help it.” To spare her scandal, I won’t tell you what she was singing.

These things happen.

My favorite is my MIL, a notoriously godly woman, singing and tapping her fingers to Marilyn Manson’s version of Personal Jesus.
I doubt that MIL knows the Depeche Mode or Johnny Cash version, or that she’d ever heard the song before, but she did enjoy it noticeably. She probably thought it was a new gospel tune.

“Personal Jesus”

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who’s there

Feeling unknown
And you’re all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I’ll make you a believer

Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I’m a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who’s there

Feeling unknown
And you’re all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I’ll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I’m a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus

Reach out and touch faith

If I showed her a picture of Marilyn Manson, she’d recoil in horror and probably claim him the devil incarnate, but without prejudice, she thoroughly enjoyed it.

I didn’t bother MIL with Marilyn Manson’s background or play her Cake & Sodomy, but I felt a rare twinge of something on the verge of joyously diabolical fervor. It was a nearly religious moment.

Anyway, It’s good to be open about music.

 

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Share Your World #35

List 2 things you have to be happy about?
I woke up today and the air-conditioning still works.

 

If you could take a photograph, paint a picture or write a story of any place in the world, what and where would it be?
Would it make sense to say I don’t think I’ve found it yet?

 

Should children be seen and not heard?
Occasionally, for short periods of time, yes. In places where adults shouldn’t be heard too much, either — at the bank, the reference section of the library, 9pm showings of non-family movies, funerals — school-aged children should be quiet in those places, too. I think we’ve gone so kid-friendly, we expect everywhere to have a playland or something to accommodate children, when really, we need to model and teach some self-control.

 

List at least five of your favorite first names.
I won’t. I’ll tell you Allen, Mae, and Michael are some frequent names in my family. I’ll tell you women with traditionally male names and names that are unusual are pretty common in my family. I’ll tell you when we were naming Sassy, it took us months and months. The Mister was stuck in the girl P names and I thought he’d never let go. Had she been a boy, Sassy would’ve been Ethan. She ended up with two masculine names anyway, which made birth announcements in unisex baby clothes interesting. I’ll tell you it took us fewer than five minutes to name Moo, who would’ve been Jacob otherwise.

 

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
Easiest week to count blessings, this last week. I’m glad neither I nor my loved ones died in the damned tornadoes, I’m glad my trees didn’t snap.

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one of my neighborhood’s several snapped trees

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it demolished my sunflowers and tried to take my cherry tomato plant!

 

I am grateful I live on the side of the street where we don’t lose power and we don’t flood. I am grateful that while driving through the flooding, a stranger lady was kind enough to wave me to her and welcomed me to stop and sit a spell at her house at the exact moment I was about to break down in tears and abandon my car. So most of all, I’m glad The Mister was available to talk me just then. He gave me courage and calm enough to get me home as I drove through halfadozen ‘ponds’.

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I am also grateful my father is feeling well and hopeful, considering.
I am grateful Bubba dropped in yesterday with another young un I hadn’t seen in a long time.
Also, Oreo ice cream.

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This week coming up has us making our yearly visit to Mr and Mrs HME’s house, where we will undoubtedly laugh til we cry and eat piles of yummy foods, and in turn, I am also grateful to have a housesitter.

Cee’s Share Your World is a weekly feature and all are welcome to play along.

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SoCS — You’re

Like I can resist.

You’re is you are. YOU ARE WELCOME. It’s not your welcome. All that welcome are not belong to you. I mean, I suppose it could, if someone gave it to you. People are always trying to give me some welcome someone else gave them, but I don’t want that, I want to BE welcome, not have one.

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I also want to be okay, not have one. “So glad your okay,” is such a nice gesture, because I really do think the people who type that mean to write “So glad you’re okay.” I never see them type “So glad his okay,” or “So glad hers okay,” but I sure do see people expressing “So glad their okay,” which is less troubling than “So glad there okay” because at least their has some fucking people in it. If there are not people there, then why the fuck should we care if there is okay?

 

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You’re welcome.

Not sometimes, not like i before e, but like, every single time, you’re welcome.

 

And don’t blame your fucking phone, either. If you type youre, it will put the apostrophe in.

It’s not like were, because were is too hard for phones. Phones always want to take it to an extroverted place, talkin about we’re  — and we’re not, we’re just talkin about were. “Were there any winter boots on sale?” I don’t know why phones think we’re all we’rein, as if “We are there any winter boots on sale?” is a question people ask, but we’re not. Sometimes we just want to know if there were. We never want to know if their were. Their were is not our business.

And for all those people who say, “You know what the fuck I mean,” well yeah, of course I do. But ferrealiously, I’m not a nice enough person to enjoy receiving some secondhand welcome you picked up on the interwebz.

My welcome? For me? You shouldn’t have!

In return, I’ve picked up this meme that’s been internet-copied so many times it looks like it rolled off a ditto machine.
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SoCS ‘your/you’re/yore’ is brought to you by LindaGHill who knows how to fucking write

 

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