Here be dragons.
Could you… Should you… Be a Secret Admirer?
You might want to be a secret admirer because you like someone or you might do it to perk up someone who has been alone awhile or feels left out. Be careful, either way. It’s fun to have the mystery of a secret admirer but it can backfire.… Read the rest
Do you know the old song, The Cat Came Back? Written by Harry S. Miller, Christmas 1893.
I remember it as an old recording sung by a man with a deep voice and it was very haunting. People who went up in balloons never to be seen again. People exploding in mines in thousands of pieces, but the cat came back.… Read the rest
Out in the big, wide open. Where anything can get to you.
Should be song lyrics but they just popped into my head this morning out of a thought not fully formed.
Every show on TV starts out with it’s own theme song. (If there is one that starts out silent I can’t think of it). Some of the theme songs are great, sentimental or powerful or just the sort of melody or lyrics to stick in your mind. With some theme songs you can hear a bit of it years later and remember the whole thing.… Read the rest
There is a huge prize (cash money) for whoever writes the best new anthem for their province or state. Write the lyrics and add music if you like.
There is a huge prize (cash money) for whoever writes the best new anthem for their province or state. Write the lyrics and add music if you like.
I was watching American Idol. It was their sentimental show about feeding the hungry, world peace and all that other stuff that makes people feel they are doing something to solve the problems of the world.
I wish someone had done Hero, by Mariah Carey. That song has made me feel better at all kinds of times.… Read the rest
I always have a hard time deciphering song lyrics. I’ve heard Stupid Girls at least fifty times by now and still wondered just what the song was about. I had the gist of it so I didn’t dwell on it. But, Skye has a link to the lyrics in her blog post so I went to look.… Read the rest
Likely someone has written revised lyrics for that “I’m getting married in the morning” song. I thought about it but I have too much to do and my mind doesn’t settle on one thing for very long these days.
Anyway, today is the day. In a few minutes I am expecting my husband, Todd, to honk the car horn from downstairs and then we are going to the local court house here in southern Illinois to sign divorce papers and make everything all legal and official and dry as burnt toast.… Read the rest