Was this song written for me?!

A set back today.  An earful of BS and tears.  He really got me where it counts.



Fool of Me

by Me'shell Ndegeocello

I remember when you filled my heart with joy
Was I blind to the truth, just there to fill the space
Cause now, you have no interest in anything that I have to say
I allowed you to make me feel....
(talk)I feel so dumb
What kind of fool am I?
You so easily set me aside

Chorus:
You made a fool of me
Tell me why
You say that you don't care, but we made love
Tell me why

You made a fool of me, you made a fool of me
I want to kiss you
Does she want you with the pain that I do
I smell you in my dreams
Now when we're face to face
You won't look me in the eye
No time, no friendship, no love
You say don't touch you, I can't touch you no more
Can't touch you anymore, anymore
Chorus ending:
You made a fool of me
Tell me why
You say that you don't care but we made love
Tell me why
You made a fool of me
Tell me why
Tell me why
You made a fool of me
Tell me why
(Talks) tell me why

Date with my dad

Looking forward to going to the Orchestra with my dad!

Minnesota Orchestra
Osmo Vänskä, conductor
Stephen Hough, piano

PROKOFIEV
Lieutenant Kijé Suite
19'

TCHAIKOVSKY
Concert Fantasia
26'

TCHAIKOVSKY
Selections from Sleeping Beauty
40'

Stephen Hough returns to Orchestra Hall to start our season with a rare beauty. He and the Orchestra are recording all four of Tchaikovsky's piano-and-orchestra works live in concert, and this week it's the Concert Fantasia, full of heartbreakingly beautiful melodies. Come be a part of history as it's captured in Orchestra Hall.

So in love with this

Pictures of You - The Cure

I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are
All I can feel

Remembering You standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering You running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go

Remembering You fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering You how you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything

If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you
But I never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you

There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you

I'm Not That Girl

I'm Not That Girl

Hands touch, eyes meet

Sudden silence, sudden heat

Hearts leap in a giddy whirl

He could be that boy

But I'm not that girl

Don't dream too far

Don't lose sight of who you are

Don't remember that rush of joy

He could be that boy

I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal

To the land of what-might-have-been

But that doesn't soften the ache we feel

When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb

She who's winsome, she wins him

Gold hair with a gentle curl

That's the girl he chose

And Heaven knows

I'm not that girl

Don't wish, don't start

Wishing only wounds the heart

I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl

There's a girl I know

He loves her so

I'm not that girl...

Dog Dance

I loved this video. I actually got a little choked up especially at minute mark 1:50 when they "danced" back to back.

Stand By Me

This makes me feel so happy inside.

Tighty whities

When the underoos start so cut the circulation off in your legs, it's time to go for a walk.

I am not one for the gym. I have to be out and about if I'm to get any form of exercise. However, I'm not an active person and therefore have gained several, many, okay, a butt load of weight over the past five years. I don't want to buy the next size up so I must work some of this flab off.

I prefer walking. I have tried running with wonderful results but something happened after I worked my way up to 1 1/2 miles. One day I just couldn't do it anymore and that was that. I've joined a gym in the past and while I love the weights I hate the cardio. Okay, I'm lazy.

So, last night at about 8 pm I got off my butt and got outside with my MP3 player. I walked 30 minutes all the while thinking "why don't I do this every friggin' day?"

I started off with Tusk by Fleetwood Mac. When I was about six years old, just after my parents divorced, I remember staying at my dad's studio apartment, kneeling in front of his turntable playing Tusk over and over and over.

Next was Wild Horses by The Rolling Stones. I love this song and every time I listen to it I think of the movie Fear with Reese Witherspoon and Mark Wahlberg... the scene on the roller coaster... 'nuff said.

Alanis Morrisette's You Oughta Know followed and I always think of sitting in a booth with my friend at Cattle Company on Wednesday nights belting this song out - free to get in, great music and $2 drinks. Those were the days.

Billy Jean by Michael Jackson came at a time where my pace matched the beat perfecting. The song continuously dared me not to grab my crotch, thrust my pelvic and spring up onto my Adidas tippy toes with an occasional quick squeal of "hee-heee"ing. And I dare anyone else to contain themselves as well.

I believe I finished my walk with Roger and Zapp's version of I Heard it Through the Grapevine. This one is hard not to strut to. The computerized voice is pretty lame but I can't help loving it just the same. Oh, now I'm rhyming!

That wraps up the show for the evening. I came home with all that pent up energy draining away. I only tossed and turned for 30 minutes last night. Perhaps a cure for my insomnia?

It used to be Buddy Holly or the Beach Boys

I've officially become shockingly aware that I am not as young as I used to be. My heart tells me I am still 25... hell, sometimes I'm still 16. I don't feel like I've aged really. Sure there are signs... fine lines around my eyes, stiffness, weight gain that used to not be an issue but they're happening so subtlety that it's hard to see.

So, the slap in the face came just minutes ago. That slap that said "Hey! You're friggin' old! You should be using a walker and be fed pureed pork chops by that nice lady who works where you live. That place where you sit in a diaper and stare down the hallway at all the whack jobs you have to face everyday. Yes, dear, you're officially an old fart".


Madonna's "Borderline" just played on the oldies station.

For Good

Wicked song of the day (this one is stuck in my head)

ELPHABA

You’re the only friend I’ve ever had.

GLINDA

And I’ve had so many friends. But only one-- that mattered.(sings)

I’VE HEARD IT SAID

THAT PEOPLE COME INTO OUR LIVES FOR A REASON

BRINGING SOMETHING WE MUST LEARN

AND WE ARE LED

TO THOSE WHO HELP US MOST TO GROW

IF WE LET THEM

AND WE HELP THEM IN RETURN

WELL, I DON’T KNOW IF I BELIEVE THAT’S TRUE

BUT I KNOW I’M WHO I AM TODAY

BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...
LIKE A COMET PULLED FROM ORBIT

AS IT PASSES A SUN
LIKE A STREAM THAT MEETS A BOULDER

HALFWAY THROUGH THE WOOD

WHO CAN SAY IF I’VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?

BUT BECAUSE I KNEW YOU

I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD …

ELPHABA

IT WELL MAY BE

THAT WE WILL NEVER MEET AGAIN IN THIS LIFETIME

SO LET ME SAY BEFORE WE PART

SO MUCH OF ME

IS MADE OF WHAT I LEARNED FROM YOU

YOU’LL BE WITH MELIKE A HANDPRINT ON MY HEART

AND NOW WHATEVER WAY OUR STORIES END

I KNOW YOU HAVE RE-WRITTEN MINE

BY BEING MY FRIEND...
LIKE A SHIP BLOWN FROM ITS MOORING

BY A WIND OFF THE SEA

LIKE A SEED DROPPED BY A SKYBIRD

IN A DISTANT WOOD

WHO CAN SAY IF I’VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?

BUT BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...

GLINDA

BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...

BOTH

BECAUSE I KNEW YOU

I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD...

ELPHABA

AND JUST TO CLEAR THE AIR

I ASK FORGIVENESS

FOR THE THINGS I’VE DONE YOU BLAME ME FOR

GLINDA

BUT THEN, I GUESS WE KNOW

THERE’S BLAME TO SHARE

BOTH

AND NONE OF IT SEEMS TO MATTER ANYMORE

[They sing simultaneously]

GLINDA
LIKE A COMET PULLED FROM ORBIT

AS IT PASSES A SUN

LIKE A STREAM THAT MEETS A BOULDER

HALF-WAY THROUGH THE WOOD

ELPHABA
LIKE A SHIP BLOWN OFF ITS MOORING

BY A WIND OFF THE SEA

LIKE A SEED DROPPED BY A

BIRD IN

THE WOOD

BOTH

WHO CAN SAY IF I’VE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER?

I DO BELIEVE I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR THE BETTER

GLINDA

AND BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...

ELPHABA

BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...

BOTH

BECAUSE I KNEW YOU...

I HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR GOOD.

The neighbors are drunken liars

Last night at about 11:50 I was getting ready for bed. The neighbors were blasting Roy Orbison "Pretty Woman" loud-loud-loud. I waited until midnight, called the cops when the guy started whoo-hooing . 12:10 it was quite and remained quite. The cops didn't show up until 12:25. Naturally, they didn't witness the noise but I eavesdropped as the cop talked to him.

Drunken Neighbor: We only have our TV on.


Cop: Sometimes TV's have amplifiers on them.... blah, blah, blah.


DN: Well, we don't have anything on.


C: You just said you had your TV on.


DN: *stutters, babbles...

C: Do you have a mental disability or are you just too drunk to understand? This isn't rocket science here.

Silence.

C: One of your neighbors got pissed off because you were making too much noise and called us.

DN: (stuttering - basically asked if he could get a copy of some report and know who made the complaint)

C: (Told him instructions on getting the report and he didn't know who made the call)

DN: Well, you can see that there's no noise here. Are you going to put that in your report? That it was quite when you got here. We're just old folks. We're going to bed.

C: I'll let you off with a warning this time.

45 minutes later the music came on for a minute.

Defying gravity

That's how I feel! I'm beyond excited to be going to see Wicked again! Okay, so it won't be until July 2006 but I've bought tickets and I'm ready to go!

YAY!!!