Pumpkin Man

IMG_2312This is Isaac.

He is part of my husband JQ’s band, The Eight Fifteens.

They have a show tonight and this is part of what he will be wearing. Sure, the pumpkin is definitely a nod to Halloween but trust me, this is not the first time Isaac has dressed up for a gig. It won’t be the last—holiday or not.

The Eight Fifteens. Catch a gig if you can—you never know what you might see.

I Got Another Song for You

Sometimes it is the subtle little things that make me smile even bigger in an already joyous moment.

Have you any woof? from Artist Mother Teacher on Vimeo.

And sometimes it is the not so subtle and somewhat inappropriate things that make me laugh so hard I sound like a 90 year old woman that has been smoking too long.

That is some fancy necklace you have there from Artist Mother Teacher on Vimeo.

Take a couple minutes and watch these. If you don’t at least smile you are dead inside.

No tissues in my pocket at the end of the night

I have cried every day for the last two and a half weeks. Some of those tears came in giant waves, ripping apart my heart as they flowed non-stop from my eyes. Some of them were single tears that spilled over the edge of my eyelids in my failed attempt to keep it all together. And then there were all the other tears. They came too. They have graced me with their presence at least once every day for the past two and a half weeks.

Every day but Saturday.

And let me tell you something, it felt so good to not cry for that one entire day.

It was kind of a big deal for me.

You see, on Saturday JQ had a gig at a funky little bar in Maumee called The Village Idiot. Always fun and always peppered with people I’ve known in my lifetime. Plus they have amazing pizza there. Like the Greek one that has feta, artichoke hearts, olives, banana peppers, and tomatoes on it. Yum.

Anyway.

I’m not sure if it was because the gig was in the town we grew up in or what, but my grandma offered to take G-tot overnight so I could go see JQ play. So I did. And so did approximately 25 of our friends and family members. Most of whom I hadn’t seen since the miscarriage. But all of them already knew and I was actually able to talk briefly about it and accept their condolences without crying.

Without crying.

And since I spent the previous fourteen days in tears and generally avoiding the company of others it was a pretty big deal. Maybe I had enough distractions throughout the day that I didn’t have time to dwell on the loss and the grief. Maybe it was the full moon. Maybe it was the music.

Whatever it was it felt really good. I think I’m ready for more of those tear-free days.

If this post was a song it would totally be a ballad but one with a killer drum solo

I’m having one of those days today. The kind that come laden with a heavy heart. The kind of day where you have tons to say but nothing comes out. The kind of day where you want nothing more than to snuggle on the couch and just breathe in the essence of your loved ones. The kind of day where just you can’t have any of that.

That’s the kind of day I’m having.

And since I can’t be with them right now I just look at pictures, let out a little sigh, and think about tomorrow when we can be together. Or at the very least, I think of this morning and those few moments of snuggle time we had then.

Those moments rock. Just like my kid.

IMG_8483

IMG_8485

IMG_8484

IMG_8486

IMG_8493

new music wanted—help!

It’s that time again. I’m looking for some new music to put on my iPod and I need your help.

What is one of your all time favorite songs?
What is one newish song that you just can’t get enough of?

mudcrutch

So, have you heard about this? Apparently, Tom Petty has a new album out. The band is called Mudcrutch (but in my head I keep saying Mudcrotch). It’s made up of members of Petty’s first band—before the Heartbreakers. The link above gives more details about the album along with some samples you can listen to. I clicked on a couple of the songs yesterday and it reminded me of The Traveling Wilburys—which I love. I can see JQ and I sipping cocktails on the back porch on warm summer nights listening to this one.

sing along

Last night JQ and I were watching this special about Pete Seeger on PBS. At the end of the show, Seeger said something to the affect that people should sing more. I pondered this statement for a moment and smiled. I turned to JQ and said happily, “I sing everyday.” Whether it’s singing along to one of the theme songs of the morning public television cartoons, belting out a song playing on the radio or off our iTunes, or just making up little ditties to sing to G-man, I’m singing every day.

That makes me happy. How about you? Do you sing it loud, proud, and often?

best shot monday

I love this picture I took of G-man on Valentine’s Day. The overhead point-of-view, the unexpected cropping, the exaggerated foreshortening. I love the way his big blue eyes reflect my white shirt. The shallow depth of field. The diagonal lines. All of these things make this my Best Shot Monday this week.

iWon

Remember back in September when I won that $25.00 iTunes gift card from Mr. Fab? I played his Labor Day contest and kicked major blogger butt. Well, Friday I finally got to redeeming that puppy. Such a procrastinator. Shall I show you my list of things not finished? Come on real quick…I can get to the rest of this post later.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, the iTunes gift card. Friday night I perused the masses of music and picked 15 new tunes for our collection. Some a down right embarrassing—but they are all a part of me—so pride be damned. Here’s what I’ve picked so far:

  • Footloose—Kenny Loggins (This was one of the contest answers. I had to get it.)
  • Wild, Wild West—The Escape Club
  • We Didn’t Start the Fire—Billy Joel
  • Promised Land—Elvis
  • I Remember You—Skid Row
  • Home Sweet Home—Mötley Crüe (My favorite hair band)
  • What I Am—Edie Brickell & The New Bohemians
  • What’s Up?—Four Non Blondes
  • Love Is Like Oxygen —Sweet (This is one of Josh’s dirty secrets)
  • Cecilia—Simon and Garfunkel
  • Children of the Sun—Billy Thorpe
  • Teach Your Children—Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young
  • I Can’t Dance—Genesis
  • Solsbury Hill—Peter Gabriel
  • Sledgehammer—Peter Gabriel

I have 10 songs left. What would you choose?