Music & More Challenge
37.) favorite recent candid
Richard “exercising” at the park during his tour of China. I find this one endearing because it’s playful and so normal. if I were there I’d have jumped on one of those as well, just to try it out. and laughing like a kid–just like Richard.
Music Question: newest/most modern song you love
I think that would be Ed Sheeran’s Thinking Out Loud. It’s just an all around pleasant sounding song and the lyrics are sweet. It speaks to a universal fear as we get older, will we still be enough as our looks fade? the music video is enjoyable too. the dance moves are fluid, classic, and sensual. the fact that Ed Sheeran himself is taking part, adds a level of sweetness to go along with the lyrics.
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?
Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?
Tomorrow (May 9th) is my 2 year anniversary for this blog. time flies when you’re having fun! knowing that my anniversary was approaching, I wanted to do something special to celebrate. I was tossing around ideas today, in order to post tomorrow for the actual day, when I unexpectedly fell into a Love Day.
The term “Love Day” is one I stole from an old fan-fiction but basically it’s when you suddenly feel very schmoopy towards your loved one and your heart just wants to burst with the lovey-dovey feelings. so the “something special” is coming to you a day early. it’s nothing extravagant, just a simple slide-show with some of my favorite pics of Richard. as always, I’m including background music. it’s a song that has always held personal meaning to me in relation to Richard, it’s kind of like my RA theme song.
(the link will take you to the song on YouTube, in a separate window, so you can play it in the background while viewing the slideshow here. there’s a quiet point in the song when you think it’s over, but it’s not, so just keep looking at Richard…)
:star: We Must Be Crazy– Milow (unplugged version)
Music & More Challenge
36.) what is the last fanfic you read?
Raising Nemo by Zeesmuse
Nemo is a stray puppy that was found by Into the Storm’s Gary Fuller (It surprises me when I see his last name as Fuller. I still think of it as”Morris” in my head). Gary’s boys have gone off to college, leaving an empty house behind for their single father. Gary is feeling a bit lost without them so, against his better judgement, he decides to keep the puppy. he soon finds that having a dog is like raising another child. Between his dog making constant messes of things and being overworked and taken advantage of in his job, Gary is trying to weather the transition in stride. He’s often clueless though; good thing he’s become friendly with that cute woman who works at the pet store…
music question: a song by the last band you saw play live
I question that because I saw them 6 years ago, has it really been that that long since I saw a band play live? wow. I listen to small time bands at local festivals and in pubs, etc. but it’s been awhile since I purchased a ticket to specifically see a band. at any rate, Pilot Speed is memorable for me because I liked the way their lead singer periodically stopped playing his piano in order to clap his hands or sway them around to the beat of the song.
I like to jump off cliffs when I’m bored- in this case it’s a proverbial cliff, although when I was much younger I did go cliff diving. I really doubt I could do that now, someone would probably have to push me! anyways…
I recorded myself talking *gasp* I’m not sure if it was brave or reckless; I’ll tell you tomorrow. I did kill several birds with one stone though by not only showing you what I sound like and what I look like when I talk, but this is also the first time I’ve recorded myself (thus the crappy sound) and uploaded a video to YouTube. so many firsts *dabs eyes* here’s me:
I would have fixed my hair and put on a nicer shirt but I did this on a whim before I could talk myself out of it. wow, I open my mouth wide when I talk, don’t I? and I almost flubbed up saying “Indiana”. that’s the word that tripped me up, really? good thing I didn’t say Indianapolis…
While on a roadtrip recently to visit with family, we stopped for lunch and ended up getting into a political debate. Surprisingly it wasn’t just my husband and I that were debating, our two children joined in as well. Between the four of us, we were getting quite loud and I had to remind my family that were weren’t the only ones in the restaurant. This brought to mind a certain quote from an interview of Richard’s:
“I find New Yorkers incredibly engaging. They’re like Parisians …cool and confrontational, in a good way, in a good way, like they like a good debate. …you walk into a restaurant and it’s not full of people silently sitting in front of each other like it can be in England; it’s full of people pointing fingers in each other’s faces having a really good political debate, or whatever.”
Our debate took place in a Midwestern McDonalds but that seems fitting, in an All-American kind of way.
It was kind of ironic seeing as how I’d spent the majority of the trip trying to avoid controversial discussions, as I always do during gatherings with extended family. So it struck me as funny that it came pouring out over a quick meal of cheeseburgers with my husband and kids. I guess I feel safest with them and know that whatever I say won’t cause them to treat me differently afterwards.
Once upon a time I’d throw my opinions in the ring with the best of them, but I always walked away feeling badly. I let my passions get the best of me and either offended who I was conversing with or walked away feeling bitter because I was offended myself.
These days I prefer more an exchange of ideas rather than an actual debate. I don’t need to be right but I do need my conversation partners to be willing to entertain various viewpoints.
All in all, I try to bow out of heated discussions during Holiday get-togethers whenever (and however) possible.
The risk to personal relationships, not to mention my own peace of mind, isn’t worth it to me in the long run. If you need me, I’ll be at the kid’s table; the “grown up” table is overrated.