Getting to know all about you…

I follow my former student Ann’s blog and her latest post was inspired by an Austin blogger’s post about getting to know other bloggers. So, why not?

1. do you watch/read the news?
~After 911, everything was so dismal, I stopped watching to keep from becoming depressed. Slowly, I started watching the weather then local fun stuff then morning news. That was about it. Then I learned that most (if not all) news is glorified gossiping. Especially local news. So I stopped again, except the occasional bit trying to catch morning weather forecast.

2. how would you describe your “look”?
~Convenient. I’ll wear a dress to work and people ask me what’s the occasion. My answer? “I didn’t feel like matching a top to a bottom.” I teach high school band so there are unexpected time of hauling stuff and I need to be able to help out and not risk my “nice” clothes. I’m also on quite a budget being that I’m a high school teacher and trying to get out of debt.

3. did you play sports in high school or college?
~I was in the marching band. It is a sport, I promise.

4. would you rather give up lipstick/gloss or high heels?
~I think as long as I have lip balm, I’m good. I hate flats so I can’t give up high heels. No way.

5. what’s your favorite show to watch on tv?
~At what time slot? I’m addicted to TV and I’m not ashamed.

6. would you rather bake or cook?
~I leave the baking to my sister and I love to cook. Keep reading more of the blog and you’ll find some of the things I’ve cooked on here.

7. shorts or skirts?
~I prefer dresses to skirts, first of all. But shorts v. skirts? Gosh, I think that depends on the occasion.

8. what’s your favorite scary movie?
~NONE, thanks.

A little poetry

I’m not much of a poet. In fact, I don’t GET most poetry. My boyfriend doesn’t understand how I can’t like or even get most poems but he doesn’t like jazz so I guess that balances us to some degree.

Several years ago, we were either at a dress rehearsal or performance of our school’s production of South Pacific and the phrase “open the Blue Shades” wouldn’t leave my brain. After pondering it a bit, I realized that Blue Shades is a title of a wind band piece composed by Frank Ticheli. The next day, I went online and looked up his other titles and realized a nice poem could come by combining the titles of the works he’d written up to that point. It doesn’t contain all his titles up to that point but most of them and I’m not sure that I actually ever finished it. I hope you enjoy my little poem. There’s no title to the poem itself since it contains so many in it. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I have Gaian Visions
of the Proud Vesuvius
as it takes is Wild Nights
lit by Nitro.

Don’t live locked in your Fortress
like your Portrait of a Clown.
Open the Blue Shades
and let the Sundance.

When you are off
in your Sanctuary,
send me a Simple Gift.
Even if it’s just a Postcard.

From the Shenandoah
to the Pacific,
I sing a Fanfare,
my Second Symphony
as the Amazing Grace
of The American Elegy.

So, that’s it – my first “published” poem. Yes, some of it is a little forced but again, I’m not a student of poetry by any means. I hope you enjoyed it!

Later?

Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they haven’t thought about it, don’t have it on their schedule, didn’t know it was coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine.

I got to thinking one day about all those people on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I’ve tried to be a little more flexible.

How many women out there will eat at home because their husband didn’t suggest going out to dinner until after something had been thawed? Does the word ‘refrigeration’ mean nothing to you?

How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched ‘Jeopardy’ on television?

I cannot count the times I called my sister and said , ‘How about going to lunch in a half hour?’ She would gas up and stammer, ‘I can’t. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday, I had a late breakfast, It looks like rain’ And my personal favorite: ‘It’s Monday.’ She died a few years ago. We never did have lunch together.

Because People cram so much into their lives, we tend to schedule our headaches. We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves when all the conditions are perfect!

We’ll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Tommy toilet-trained. We’ll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet. We’ll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.

Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter, and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One morning, we awaken, and all we have to show for our lives is a litany of ‘I’m going to,’ ‘I plan on,’ and ‘Someday, when things are settled down a bit.’

When anyone calls my ‘seize the moment’ friend, she is open to adventure and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You talk with her for five minutes, and you’re ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of Rollerblades and skip an elevator for a bungee cord.

My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It’s just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped the car and bought a triple-Decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would have died happy.

Now…go on and have a nice day. Do something you WANT to…not something on your SHOULD DO list. If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? ;And why are you waiting?

Make sure you read this to the end; you will understand why I sent this to you.

Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask ‘How are you?’ Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Ever told your child, ‘We’ll do it tomorrow.’ And in your haste, not see her sorrow? Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die? Just call to say ‘Hi’?

When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift….Thrown away…. Life is not a race. Take it slower. Hear the music before the song is over.

Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND including me if you consider me a friend. If it comes back to you, then you’ll know you have a circle of friends.

To those I have sent this to… I cherish our friendship and appreciate all you do.

‘Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance!’

Love, love, LOVE!

Love is an interesting word because it’s a word we all know but can’t describe because it has so many meanings to just one person. It’s also become a word we’ve come to throw around hap-hazardously, or do we? Why am I choosing now to write about this? Honestly, I’m not sure. I was thinking about a friend I miss and started thinking about love.

I use the word love often but I’m not sure that I don’t mean it each time. Okay, double negatives…let me be more clear. Each time I use the word love, I think I truly mean it in one way or another and I think it’s legitimate.

I love my family. That’s a given. But I also have people in my life that I feel I’m connected to like they are family and I love them unconditionally as I love my immediate family. I would do anything for them, if it is at all possible.

I love my students and I try to tell them often how much I care for them. I don’t have kids of my own and I’m not really sure that I will. I think many of us understand how band is like a family in its own right and although these kids aren’t my own, I try to look at them as they are family and be fair in that nature. It’s hard when you have 180+ kids in your family, too! ๐Ÿ˜‰ It’s like I go to work everyday with my nieces and nephews. It’s an interesting dynamic and I think they appreciate the love I show them in my teaching and in my guiding them through their teenage (and then some) years.

Here’s the tricky one – being in love with someone romantically. This is the one that confuses and hangs up many men and women over time. There are several men I’ve dated that I’ve truly loved. And each one still holds a special place in my heart. I feel the love I felt for one is not quite the same as for another. I believe (as do many magazines and psychiatrists) women and men feel love and show love in very, very different ways. Unfortunately, this difference can create very uncomfortable lives for some. Ironic, isn’t it – love creates uncomfort. I also find it ironic how love can cause fear as well. But I try to overcome my fears with honesty.

I don’t consider myself to be severely selfish in nature. There have been times when I feel I’m so filled with my love for someone (usually not the romantic kind) that I just have to say it – “I love you”. Sometimes the words are returned and sometimes it’s not. This is one of the selfish things I do, I don’t say it for your benefit, I say it for mine.

But regardless, if I tell you I love you, I mean it. Our relationship fills my heart and I just can’t help letting you know.

So why did I write all this? It filled my brain and I had to let it all out. I guess another selfish moment. ๐Ÿ˜€ Have a wonderful day!

Love you, mean it!
~C

Think about this….

From the White House Blog:

President Barack Obama led a Kennedy Center crowd in a performance of “Happy Birthday,” capping a star-studded musical birthday tribute to ailing Sen. Edward M. Kennedy.

The Massachusetts Democrat was honored at the Kennedy Center at an event Sunday night hosted by comedian Bill Cosby. Actresses Lauren Bacall and Bernadette Peters, singer James Taylor and conductor John Williams were among those who performed.

My question is, who did John Williams conduct? Or what did he perform? From what’s written here (where I ended was the end of the paragraph about performers), it looks like ol’ John got up on stage and conducted as his performance…maybe with no one being conducted. I find it quite a funny mental image…

The Obama Obsession

I’ve never seen anything like it…other than for the love of Texas. As I watched today’s Presidential Inauguration, and they showed the massive crowd gathered in Washington, DC, I noticed the Nation’s new obsession – Barack Obama. His name and image was on so many things – shirts, hats, blankets, everything! I don’t know if there has ever been an inauguration with such rock star paraphernalia.

Then again, I can’t remember the last time I so wanted to not miss the inauguration. This was most certainly a significant event. I only heard of one teacher on this campus who turned on the TV in his/her classroom but refused to un-mute the sound.

I won’t blog a blow-by-blow opinion of the ceremony but I have to say that quartet was amazing. It truely takes professionals to maintain that tuning in that weather! I wish Aretha Franklin wouldn’t have ventured so far away from the original tune as she sang “My Country ‘Tis of Thee”. My co-worker Brian pointed out something very interesting. In the National Anthem, most singers will (poorly) take the upper octave on the word “free” as the song finishes up. The Navy Singers probably had several sopranos very capable of doing such but chose not to. A very wise and musical decision on their part, in our opinion.

I liked that Obama-Biden wore red and blue ties. And the rest of the Obamas were dressed very tastefully, yet not boring at all. I found irony in Hillary’s choice of a bright blue dress-coat. Isn’t that the same shade of blue that Monica’s investigated dress was??? I digress.

I guess the only other comment/question I have is, what was going through Former President Bush’s mind as President Obama spoke of the need for change and such for the future? No, not monkey or dumb people jokes. Seriously. I know that in his farewell address, Bush said he was proud of his accomplishments (or something – I missed that address) and all but everytime the cameras went to him, he looked very uncomfortable. His approval ratings are low. Probably not an easy seat to be sitting in.

Back to the obsession. Have you seen their family portrait? They’re a beautiful family. I just wish Michelle would’ve allowed her natural smile in this picture. I think it’s very pretty!

IF A GREAT MUSICIAN PLAYS GREAT MUSIC BUT NO ONE HEARS…WAS HE REALLY ANY GOOD?

For a couple of years in college (yes, I wrote years), I was a psychology major. This is the type of experiment that interested me. Unfortunately, the psych department at SWT wasn’t quite what I was looking for so I changed majors (again). Anywho, this article about Joshua Bell playing as a street performer in L’Enfant Plaza in Washington DC is very interesting.

The experiment was sponsored by The Washington Post and was to see if classical music played by a professional violinist outside of a music hall would be as appreciated as if you were to pay $100 a ticket for the same (or less, even) performance. You never know what kind of beauty you pass in your daily lives. Take a moment and look (or listen)!

Thanks to Connie and her brother Ski for the article!