Christmas past......and onto the present

It's over. Christmas, that is. Tree's down, eggnog's gone, and , now, back to work. Only for 2 days, though, and then off again. Another 4 day week-end. I'm kinda liking these short weeks.

My first Christmas in 27 years that I didn't have all my kids with me. Couldn't be helped. The one....you know, the soldier, is in Iraq. Now, he can say he has experienced Christmas in another country...such as it was.

We all survived and are now awaiting new things.......new baby for Becca and Sed, wedding planning for Ashton and Joseph, and ,hopefully, Grayson will actually talk this year. He seems to be taking his own sweet time on that.

So, within the next 6 weeks, we should be experiencing the arrival of Miss Mia Michelle. We are all anxiously awaiting her arrival. My prediction is she has a headful of hair (can't miss that one...mom and dad both do)and that she weighs app. 8 lbs. and is going to be 21 inches long. Let's see how good I am.

Ready to make the New Year's Resolutions.....lose 20 lbs by the middle of March.

"It's just a thought....."

from an old Creedence Clearwater Revival song by the same name. One of their "calmer" ones. I love music....always have....always will. My tastes haven't changed so much in my lifetime. I've always liked pretty much any music except acid rock and rap.

The radio station selection depends on my frame of mind. I had a friend-who was going through a divorce at the time- say that the only music he could listen to during his emotional goings-on was "head-banging" music. I, of course, doubted his wisdom at his young age. Later, when I was going through some "stuff" of my own---I remembered what he said. Tried it and it rang true. Lesson learned.

I love to sing with the radio....my kids love it when I "don't" sing with the radio. It's a great stress reliever for me. Just let me be frustrated and crank up the music. A couple of hours later, I'm a new woman. Beats drinking and eating......and no hangover or weight gain. Try it.

There are the songs that make me cry. The ones that make me laugh. The sentimental ones. A mirage of memories all wrapped up in a song. Wow.

A friend of mine was riding along with me, recently, and I wasn't feeling too well. This person looked at me and said, "You're sick." I said, "How do you know?" Response: "You don't have the radio on.........