I've been absent, I know. I'm sorry...

...but i had to interrupt this bloggy hiatus for Kacie's "singing". Because I love it. 

 

she's got a real future.

Mates of State.

They're my favorite right now.

This song chorus is going on a pillow:

Everything's going to get lighter, even if it never gets better...

{without the visual of the sad bear and the dynamite. Poor, sad, destructive bear. Poor, unfortunate woodland creatures.}

Thank you for sharing, Candace.

Her husband makes us (meaning you and me...us) an awesome mix each month. You didn't even know he was doing that for you, did you? now you know. you're welcome.

so excited for the new album.

{here.}

gustafer yellowgold.

My all time favorite kids music.

I listen to him more than the kids do.

& his website is the coolest.

so so great.

Gustafer Yellowgold.

a simple wish list...

folksy flannels - anna maria horner

Does that help, sweetheart?

just click the picture to the link, and buy.

go ahead.

click.

...are you clicking?

you're not clicking.

that's okay.

I have everything I need.

I just want to savor your love and affection

for Christmas.

and gift cards.

click already.

I can't stop singing Heal the World.

birthdays and such.

My baby hit the double digits. 10 years old. How did this happen? Didn't I just graduate highschool? I'm still young and cool, aren't I?

Somehow you lose your coolness confidence when a tween rolls their eyes at you.

Not that that's ever happened to me.

We celebrated Dani's decade on Friday with crazy friends, food that will kill ya, and no sleep. Good times.

I finally won a working typewriter on ebay. She sat on the couch and wrote stories while her friends danced down the runway of dressup heaven. She told me when the world is corrupted with technology and handhelds, she can plop down her typewriter and compose while everyone's waiting for a connection.

Funny clever girl.
I love her. She makes my cheeks hurt.

My birthday is the day after Dani's. I'm now officially a year older than I think I want to be. Where did 1994 go? And cassette tapes?

Conan got me a real live green ipod, and a clean house.

For real guys, what is more perfect than a sparkling toilet and portable music to serenade it with. Not much. He knows how to get me.

So, here's what I'm pretending you'd like to give me for my birthday. I have a sweet load of itunes money to spend (thanks Corrie); and I'm a little anxious about it all. This is a tricky expenditure. It must be spent wisely! No impulse buys, no assumptions of greatness, no fake people recommendations.

It's like you only have $3 to spend at the bakery and you're staring at this gigantic gooey dripping with chocolate ganache torte something, and you know you want it, but you're sure there's something even more dangerous in the back. So you'd like to talk to the kitchen.

What's your best music! Tell me what you love. Be selective and specific.

I have perused your playlists and found some winners, but I need to dive into your psyche and find the good good stuff you keep in the back.

Spill your musical beans...

and happy birthday to me.

Gee, thanks guys.

white glove it, till it sings

Me and E-Brack would stay up to greet the sun white glovein' the apartment, jammin' to the tunes of M.J. and DJ Jazzy Jeff. That's when a guy (yeah, a guy) taught me to use newspaper to clean the windows. And I learned you can't clean without the tunes.

I give you...the white glove mix.


...that i can't get to load on the post. So it's on the sidebar.

Happy cleaning.

Or just dance.

sweet tunes

my brother jd just introduced me to some sweet tunes in the form of jose gonzalez.

you are listening to him right now.

as i told jd in my reply email of gratitude...i'd like to shut myself in the water closet with my earphones and memorize lyrics tonight.

check out itunes. become a believer.

Awesome. More Awesome.

I'm sorry. I have to. I loved it.





while i'm at it...i love this one, too. David Cook isn't necessarily my favorite, but these are definitely my favorite songs from this season. Probably because I had a childhood crush on Lionel Richie, and Michael Jackson. I used to set up a tent in my bedroom with my comforter and pillows, and listen to hello and dancing on the ceiling, and sing human nature to my Michael poster, while sporting my silver glove.

I'm giving away how big of a dork i really am.