twice-told tunes: "slight of hand and twist of fate"

Last one for a while. Probably.


"U2 - With Or Without You"


"With or Without You - Breathe Carolina"

ArrivederLa Novembre

twice-told tunes: for indie

Okay, one more for tonight. I couldn't resist.


"neil diamond red red wine"


"UB40 - Red Red Wine"

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To: Lil
From: Phil

twice-told tunes: i'll have this dance

"Billy Idol - Dancing With Myself"


"Dancing With Myself-The Donnas (9 years old version XD)"

middle o' the night musings*

Right now, I feel like I'll never sleep again. I'm agitated, anxious, awake. I keep pulling on my hair and I'll be lucky to have any left by daylight. I keep telling myself that I just have to make it through the next three weeks and then I'll be able to get back to all the things I've been neglecting: writing, cooking, cleaning. Spending time with my child, actually with her and not just near her. Spending time with my partner. Letting go, relaxing. Sleeping without feeling guilty for having slept.

I'm tired. I'm tired of this period of my life. I'm tired of berating myself for getting myself into this situation. I'm tired of being too afraid to do what I want.

In the meantime, I'm going through intense periods of productivity and idleness. Over the course of two days, I've watched enough television and movies to rot away a bazillion brain cells. However, during each hour of viewing, my mind was constantly torn between the screen and somewhere else. Not that I really need to give my full attention to Jumping Jack Flash (what? I'm truly a purveyor of fine film, yes?), but still.

I have hours of work to do still and it's closer to the end of the night than it is to the beginning of the night.

Three more weeks.

In the meantime, this is keeping me company:


"Hey Marseilles - Rio (Official Video)"

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* I have a friend who claims to despise the word "musings" so I hesitate to use it, but I'm a sucker for alliteration.

from the mouth of the babe...

Over the weekend, while Pic and her friend L were in the car, they were discussing what happens when L loses her teeth. L told Pic she leaves her teeth for the tooth fairy.

"What does the Tooth Fairy leave you?" Pic asked.

"Money."

"A bunny?!"

Pic was incredulous. Cardo and I have been laughing about this since. Pic is under the impression that once Mamma isn't working as much, we'll be getting a bunny. So, give us another six or so months and we might be the happy new adoptive family of a Human Society bunny. We'll see.

serendipity

On Friday, we were out and about. I have been looking for practical yet cute (enough) boots to replace my old ones. (I've got snow boots that I plan on keeping until I die, if they'll last that long, but I need some better boots for work.) We didn't find any boots (I'm picky and I freak out about spending too much money on any one (or one pair of) item(s)*). Our outing wasn't a bust, though.

We have been wanting to take Pic to a movie for some time, but she's not a fan of the dark and hasn't wanted to go yet. Also, she is convinced that most movies are scary. However, when I asked her Friday morning if she wanted to see Tangled (the new Disney animated movie-version of Rapunzel), she agreed. We ended up at a cinema across town, not one we usually go to. We were walking toward our theatre when I heard my name. The voice was unfamiliar, so I figured there was another v there and I continued on. Finally, I did turn around and I was the one being called. It turns out that my godparents and their family were also at that showing of Tangled. They had come to the earlier viewing, but it was sold out, so they returned to the one we attended. Pic ended up getting to sit next someone her own age and next to an older girl she adores. My godparents and the older girl's sister also sat in that row. Cardo and I sat several rows higher, with my friend (my godparents' granddaughter) and her mom.

Pic did pretty well at the movie. At one point, she headed up to our row. We thought the theatre had become too dark or that she had become scared, but she walked up to Cardo and announced, not too quietly, "I just need gummies!" (We hadn't quite divided up our snacks very well before the movie.)

Anyhow, Pic ended up enjoying her first cinema experience. And, she talked her way into spending the night at her friend's house that night. (Let's see if you're following the family tree: Pic's friend is my godparents' great-granddaughter, L.) And, because we were child-free for the night (which never feels right to us), Cardo and I went to see another movie: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part I. I'm always kind of weirded out when things aren't the same as they are in my imagination and seeing the movie really made me want to read the books again. Actually, Cardo said he really wanted to read the books, too, now that we saw that movie. Give me three weeks, and I might start them over again. Twice in one year? I'm down with that.

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* Was that complicated enough? Then, with the asterisk, even more complicated?

music: restyled

I keep trying to come up with a better title for these posts. I cannot. Ah, well. I'll eventually think of something in the middle of the deep, dark night.

I love the cover here. It's fun and funny. I think it works. (I also know very, very little about music, but I'm sticking with my story on this one.)

"Burning Down the House" by The Talking Heads (embedding has been disabled)

and


"The Cardigans ft. Tom Jones - Burning Down The House (HD Official Video)"

(I only just watched that second video. Above, I was commenting on the songs only.)