Feels like forever since I’ve posted anything. It’s been about two weeks but it feels like more. Of course with The Deistette constantly going to my blog and saying, “WHAT! nothing new! What do you do all day at work?” : )
I don’t really have an explanation for not dropping a post here or there. Nothing drastic going on like what happened last year. No… just kinda busy and not really inspired to write. Speaking of… NaNoWriMo was a complete failure for me. I kinda had a story but I just wasn’t feelin’ it. Sorry Am and LB. Feel like I let you down a little.
Anyway… so today I stayed home with The Little Man again. He’s got a nasty dry cough going on along with fever. I’m worried that we’re all gonna get it. Actually, I can tell I’ve got it. Kinda feels like strep. What sucks is that we can’t afford for The Deistette not to go to work but more than likely it’ll spread through the house and she’ll have to take time off and lose a couple two or three days of pay.
Anyway, as I was trying to keep him entertained throughout the afternoon, he and I put this together with the help of JibJab.com. We decided it was time to help people (and ourselves) get into the holiday spirit.
Happy Holidays everyone from my familia to yours!!!!
Oh, and so you know who’s who….
(l to r) The Little Man, me, The Deistette, Tank and Little Fawn
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I remember when Little Fawn (that’s my daughter’s nickname) was a baby she did something similar to what this kid does on this video. This one has been making the rounds on the internet so I’m sure by just seeing the pic you know it’s that little baby that starts dancing to Beyoncé’s video.
She’s not the only baby I’ve seen do this. I remember my ex-wife’s niece did this very same thing when she was just learning to stand. She crawled her way over to the coffee table and stood up to watch whatever music video was playing and began bouncing and moving her legs. I thought it was pretty amazing. I mean no one taught her this. No one showed her to move to music. She just did it.
I’m convinced that it’s something about being human. I think it’s part of what makes us human. When we hear music we move our body… even if it’s just a little tap of the toe, strumming our fingers or bobbing our head.
what this guy and his buddy do at some poor girl’s quinceañera. Be advised do not have coffee or soda in your mouth when you click play. Your monitor will thank you later.
C’mon LB!!!… Feel the music honey! Dance!!
(my friend Lazy Buddhist claims she doesn’t like to dance but I know she’s tapping her toe a little as she watches this video)
Yesterday Michael Jackson, the king of pop died.
Say what you will about Mike’s personal life… some adjectives I’ve heard are: freak, crazy, mental, unhinged, idiotic, maniac, and the list could go on. Despite what these descriptions may say about Michael Jackson and his off-stage persona, on stage and in the studio he was, as Sir Howard Stringer, Chairman, CEO and President of Sony Corporation said, “a genius whose music reflected the passion and creativity of an era. His artistry and magnetism changed the music landscape forever. We have been profoundly affected by his originality, creativity and amazing body of work.”
Amazing body of work.
Yes, that is a good way to put it. Amazing. It was consistent. Original. Lyrically, sometimes unbelievable, lucid and poignant. Other times… simply danceable.
I remember when I was in fourth grade I was invited to a birthday for some guys I knew from school… twins. Continue reading
HAPPY FRIDAY Y’ALL!!
I don’t think Dave was talkin about the aroma of cornbread smellin’ good when he and the band played at the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion last month.
Ok, so this is the latest Dave Matthews Band song I’ve got stuck in my head.
Can’t help it… makes me want to move my bootie.
Dance with me y’all. B-mom? Amuirin? Grace?
Moxie and Curtis… grab the spouses and hit the dance floor with me!
SOMEBODY!!!…….. dance with me!
p.s. – yes, this is a shameless plug for all my peeps on the blogroll.
(By the way PLEEEEEZE hover over the word peeps. 🙂
[Deist asks the DJ to turn it up just a little more, then raises his hands and dances back to the dance floor]