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Music For My Mood

When C. whines at me, I consistently say, "Oh, is that Mr. Grumpypants talking? You know I don't talk with Mr. Grumpypants."

I feel the need to say this to myself tonight.

Even baking didn't cure the blues. Chocolate Zucchini Loaf...you are mediocre. And it is my own fault. (Why do I think that I can modify recipes I've never before attempted?)

For the first time all week, I stuck my earphones in and turned my iPod on. It is unusual that I would go this long without music, and it was half intentional. Musical therapy seems to be the thing I needed tonight. And these songs that hit the right spots.

(each link is to a live performance)



Generation Spent - Charlie Winston


I don't wanna be a victim of this culture
More prey for a people to dispose of
Anytime I try and come to some conclusion
I'm only faced with confusion, confusion


City - Sara Bareilles

Here in these deep city lights
Girl could get lost tonight
I'm finding every reason to be gone
Nothing here to hold on to
Could I hold you?


Daydreaming - Dark Dark Dark

Oh the unspeakable things,
It's land I can see for miles,
With only the wind whispering,
Land I can see for miles,
With only the wind whispering


City - Beast

Sometimes I'm thrown and driven
Sometimes I don't know where to run
I've heard of a city called Heaven
I've decided to make it my home

Comments

  1. If watching the construction workers is the second most awkward part of your job, what's the most awkward? And are you often mistaken for their mother? I'm looking forward to getting caught up with you!

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  2. lisa - i wondered who would ask this question :D um, it's a tie for most awkward...i'll tell you next weekend! and yes, mistaken often for their mother...i'd like to think they're thinking, "dang, she looks good for having two kids!"

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  3. Haha, that's great! You've got me curious now - I'm definitely looking forward to next weekend. See you soon!

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