So, I'm in the process of changing over my blogging to this one blog. I'm going to combine what used to be my family life blog, What Passes for Sane on a Crazy Day, over to this blog. There may or may not be a book coming about from the other blog, but mostly I'm just too busy to do both (as anyone who reads my sporadic blog posts can easily confirm). I also prefer to read author blogs that contain snippets of their lives, not just writing advice and news. Maybe it's because I'm a bit of a stalker, or maybe it's just more interesting. I like to know people I admire are just that--people. People a lot like me who are doing what they love while raising families and dealing with life. So, in the spirit of combining both, I give you the following post which would normally be on my other blog. Oh, and so as not to be confusing, I'll be using my children's real names this time.
During our rather long (3 day) car trip to California, Mo and I had this conversation:
Me: We have to stop listening to your iPod.
Me: *pointing to my lips, which are closed* What are my lips not doing?
Me: Singing. And if my lips are not singing, I'm not driving "happy." And trust me, you want me to be driving happy. I don't know most of these songs. Put in my CD. (I know, I'm old school like that, making CDs and all.)
Mo: *huge sigh*
She puts in the CD and the first song is "Feel this Moment" by Pitbull featuring Christina Aguilera. If you don't know the song, you can find it here.
Me: This is my jam.
Mo: *laughing* 'Cause you're from the Dirty?
Me: No. Partially because it references Fifty Shades of Grey and even though I hate that book and all it's horrid grammar, any song that references what could loosely be termed "literature" in an intelligent manner is cool. But also because it's about living in the moment. That's what the chorus is talking about.
Mo: Is it?
Me: Don't you listen to the words?
Mo: I can't understand them.
Me: *singing rather loudly* Someday when the night is glowing, I'll be in my castle golden. But until the gates are open, I just want to feel this moment.
Mo: *and because she never believes a word I say, she Googles the lyrics* It's "Someday when the light is glowing."
Me: Oh, my bad. One freakin letter.
Mo: So it's your "YOLO" song?
Me: Yep. You know I was all about Yolo-ing before it was an acronym.
Mo: So she's talking about YOLO-ing before she dies.
Me: Um ... Mo ... you kind of have to YOLO before you die. It really doesn't work the other way around.
Some days I wonder about her...