The Blog is Alive with the Sound of Music and Snoring

I know, I know. Another blog about music (once more, with feeling!).

But, the fact that I’m even writing a blog in August should be an eighth wonder of the world.

Are we sure it’s not September? It’s gotta be August 48th.

The good thing is, my school dreams are gone. This might be due to the fact that I fall in to a deep coma by 9:30 p.m. just about every night.

NINE-THIRTY. And that’s late for a lot of teachers.

I’m not even kidding when I tell you that last Saturday, I slept 12 hours. 10 p.m. to 10 a.m. Glorious, glorious sleep.

I got up, ate a bowl of cereal (Raisin Bran sans raisins), watched some HGTV, which then motivated me to go to Lowe’s to inform my husband around noon that I would be going back to the bedroom to take a nap.

And I tell ya, I was out like a light.

And my husband may attest that my snoring has been that of a certain power tool.  In his words, “Ahh… the things you don’t see in the movies.”

He is nothing, if not romantic.

As always, music has been my best friend for a pick-me-up lately. And while playing the iTunes or singing along in Howie the Honda, I’ve kicked myself for leaving off certain songs on my blog about musical reminiscing.

I know you’ve been on the edge of your seats.

“Carrying Your Love with Me” by George Strait

Growing up, Thanksgiving meant two words: Dry turkey. I’m kidding (kinda). Those two words were actually West Virginia.  When George Strait came out with this song in the late ’90s, it was always my song for that 7 hour, hilly road trip to my grandmother’s house.  It really meant something when I began dating Brett (and we went three! whole! days! without seeing each other).  But, it meant the most when I went up there for the (possible) last time to attend my grandmother’s funeral a couple of days after Christmas in 2011.  I was carrying lots of love with me, West Virginia down to Tennessee.

“Oklahoma-Texas Line” by Rascal Flatts


It’s August of 2006, and Brett had just destroyed me in Putt-Putt (thus, me having to buy ice cream. RIP Dairy Queen of MJ).  On our drive back to his house, I had this song playing in my car.  We both were singing along to, “She’s got long blonde hair, and big blue eyes… I got all I’ll ever need, when that girl is by my side.” Secretly, I was hoping he was thinking of that blonde (frizzy)-haired, blue-eyed girl beside him as he sang along.  As it turns out, that night would be our first unofficial date night. A month later, we were officially dating and the rest is history (and he paid for all the other ice creams forever and ever, amen).

“As Long As You Love Me” by The Backstreet Boys

Even though I was totally Team N’Sync (Let’s hear it for the Starwood concert in 2001. RIP, Starwood), BSB is was always in heavy rotation.  One of my best friends, who shall remain nameless, in the 5th or 6th grade begged me to sing along to this song.  No big deal, right? Well, she wanted me to sing along to it on the phone to her “crush.” So, we dialed his number, gave each other the thumb’s up when we got his voicemail (on a landline of his home phone, of course. We counted it as a victory that neither one of his parents answered the phone. That was before 9 year-olds had a nicer phone than I do).  Here’s what we sung:

Heeeeeeeeeeey __________! This is __________ and Lacey!!!!!!

I don’t care who you are,
where you’re from,
what you did,
as long as you LIKE me.

Because if we had sang the word LOVE, then it was a BIG DEAL, and that would have been completely overboard.

Aren’t middle schoolers a treasure?

“Glamorous” by Fergie 

G-l-a-m-o-r-ous. This takes me back to the limo ride to Brett’s senior prom back in 2007. Because if a bunch of 17 and 18 year-olds, crammed in a limo, decked out in our Claire’s jewelry and rented tuxes on the way to the Macaroni Grille in the mall before kicking off our shoes to dance isn’t glamorous, then I don’t know what is.

“All I Ever Wanted” by Chuck Wicks

This was the first song I can remember Brett telling me it made him think of me. And y’all, it talked about “wearing my ring” so that is what a girl smitten with her cute boyfriend wanted to hear.  So take that Taylor Swift, we do have a song (my apologies if your computer is ruined from the sap).

As always, I’d love to hear a song that takes you to your happy place.

Unless it’s Rocky Flop Top.

Roll Tide (hallelujah, it’s just about college football season)!

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