If you follow me on Instagram, you will recognize some of these photos. Leaving the good stuff only to IG isn’t fair to my blog only readers, so here you go!Continue reading
So, as a way to keep myself writing, and also to share some photos with you, I’ve decided to just pick something competely random. And honestly, the random date generator I used has no idea when I take good pictures. But I’m going with what I found, anyway.
First up: December 2013, or thereabouts. Because I’m saving some nicer stuff for last (I eat like that, too), and me red-faced from a shower isn’t my best look. 😛Continue reading
The final day of being lyrically challenged (in more ways than one), thanks to one of my inspirations for blogging, Paula at Light Motifs. If you’re feeling inspired, please do your own challenge and let me know about it!
And now for the third song with lyrics I not only paid attention to, but also bothered to learn by heart. But that came later, because when this song first played on the radio back in 1979, it made me cry. Every. Single. Time. This is one song that is on the short list as a song you may play at my funeral (the other songs are mostly happy disco tunes so bring dancing shoes). It is “The Rose” by Bette Midler. Continue reading
It is Day 2 of the song lyric challenge that Paula at Light Motifs has lobbed at me. With friends like that, et cetera.
So I mentioned yesterday that I’m not really aware of what people are singing because not enough enunciation. (By the way, I was double-checking that I had the right word, and discovered it’s not spelled “annunciation”, which is a totally different thing. Heh.) Continue reading
I have been challenged by Paula at Light Motifs to do three days of song lyrics.
I thank Paula for making me update my blog (no, really, I needed this) but I have no one else who is actively blogging to pass the challenge on to. That doesn’t matter. I don’t do anything that reminds me of chain letters, anyway. 😀
I rarely listen to lyrics because I rarely catch what they’re singing, anyway. But some songs had a singer with good enunciation, and even good lyrics, and so I became aware of the words. Continue reading
I belong to the generation that followed the boomers. No, not Generation X. That other generation. The small one that is considered boomer but really isn’t. We’re just the tail at best. We aren’t the ones that rebelled. As my high school history teacher said: We’re the nothing-happened generation.