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Perfect

It is 8:40 p.m. on Friday night.  Zach is in bed asleep.  Hubby is at a friend’s house.  Pearl Jam is playing on the stereo.  The T.V. is turned off.  There’s a pizza in the oven.  I’m sitting on the couch, my notebook computer in my lap.  I can hear the swishing of the dishwasher in the kitchen.  The dog is curled up next to me.  For once, I am alone.  At this very moment, life could not be more perfect.

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Basketcase

Recently there seeems to be a surge of great bloggers who are getting paying gigs to blog.  For quite some time now I’ve admired some of the regulars at Blogging Baby and wondered if there would ever possibly be a chance that some day I might be able to do something like that.  In the last couple of weeks I’ve read about several people getting jobs at ClubMom and even AlphaMom

As I read about each one, I sit here in disbelief that these people are getting paid to blog.  Then I start dreaming and think, what if I could get paid to blog?  Quickly, reality sets in and I realize that I am nowhere near the status of these great bloggers who get hundreds of comments on every entry they post.  I’m lucky if I even get ten or fifteen visitors a day on my blog.  But everyone has to start out somewhere, right?

Today I did something that makes me nervous as heck.  I finally sucked up some courage and put in my application to one of those big multi-blog sites.  I keep telling myself not to get my hopes up, but I know that if I don’t at least try that I will always wonder, "what if?"  I don’t want to someday regret the fact that I sat here and didn’t chase after my dreams.

My fingers are officially crossed…

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Listening

You would think with all the hype and all of the posts that I have devoted to Pearl Jam lately, that I would be listening to the new cd non-stop.  You would think wrong.  For one thing, I still haven’t received my pre-ordered cd in the mail.  I’m starting to get a little bit pissed off about that, but that’s not why I’m not listening to them.  I did take advantage of the free download so I have the tracks.

The real reason I’m not listening to my beloved Pearl Jam is that after hearing Katherine McPhee’s rendition of "Black Horse and the Cherry Tree" on AI the other night I can’t stop listening to K.T. Tunstall.  I discovered her a while back and immediately downloaded her cd through Rhapsody.  I listened to her non-stop for a couple of weeks until I finally had gotten my fill and could move on to other music. 

K.T. Tunstall’s voice is so soothing to me.  With all of the things going on in my life lately and the mood I have been in, listening to her just reaches in and warms me in ways that I can’t really explain.  I haven’t felt this way about a female singer since I first discovered Sarah McLachlan way back in high school (Thanks again, Manuel!).  She just does something for me.  She makes me feel when I would prefer to be numb.

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Other Side Of The World

Over the sea and far away
She’s waiting like an Iceberg
Waiting to change,
But she’s cold inside
She wants to be like
the water,

All the muscles tighten in her face
Buries her soul in one embrace
They’re one and the same
Just like water

Then the fire fades away
But most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it’s too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You’re close enough to see that
You’re…. the other side of the world
to me

On comes the panic light
Holding on with fingers
and feelings alike
But the time has come
To move along

Then the fire fades away
But most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it’s too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You’re close enough to see that
You’re…. the other side of the world

Can you help me?
Can you let me go
And can you still love me
When you can’t see me anymore

Then the fire fades away
most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it’s too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You’re close enough to see that
You’re…. the other side of the world
Ohh…. the other side of the world
You’re…. the other side of the world
To me.

~K.T. Tunstall~ 

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A Necessary Distraction

I looked up lastnight to find Zach standing up on his own, with both hands occupied by his cup.  He wasn’t holding on to ANYTHING!  Fortunately I had the camera in my hand when he did it.  He has also been getting much more steady with the walking over the last few days.  It won’t be long now! 

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