While chauffeuring children today, I pulled up to a red light and noticed the expensive black 2-door sedan in the lane beside me. The car was immaculately clean while every other car on the roads today is grimy from salted roads and rain. The car directly in front of me pulled forward and as I […]
Remember Noah’s first concert? I do. It was an experience that brought tears to my eyes. Tonight is Noah’s second concert. Don’t you think it’s my turn to stay home with the other children so that Doug can savor the very special experience for himself? I wouldn’t want to deprive him of the joy parenting […]
Although I have packed away everything glass and written “2010” on the storage buckets, Evan killed 14 ornaments this year. I should spend the next year creating fabric ornaments, but the tree needed something this year. We let the children paint some wooden ornaments. Tommy was displeased with the shapes. “Nothing cool?” Sarah was thrilled. […]
“Don’t we have any good concert videos? Like Deep Purple or anybody from Guitar Hero?” He was displeased with “Heart of Gold” as the background music for Thanksgiving cooking (and singing).
I don’t expect a medal for giving birth, but I do deserve a medal for sitting through an hour of this.
If we had 2 (or more) tickets to see Knoxville’s Symphony at September 27th’s performance, we would take Noah to show him the many percussion choices in an orchestra. I love Sarah’s interest in flag corps, but I think one child playing in orchestra would be preferable to two children in marching band. Noah would […]
“Smoke on the Water!” On her first day of kindergarten, Amy told her teacher her favorite song and then proceeded to hum the famous tune for over an hour. I mumbled an apology to the teacher that included the phrase “older siblings” and wondered what Amy said that the teacher didn’t tell me. Somehow I […]
Last night, just an hour after the bridge collapsed, the radio played “Dirty Water” and followed it up immediately with “Black Water.” btw – The Memphis version of “Dirty Water” makes more sense than the Boston version.
. . . guitar solos that make me catch my breath. A crazy female dj in Memphis who used to moan “oh, Eric” during her shift every day. The best use of music in a movie montage. The reason windows make me nervous. The music that made Amy flip in my tummy and sleep in […]