Willie

I.Love.Willie.Nelson.

Call me "Crazy", but I've just always liked him, I suppose it's the rebel thing he's got going on, I dunno. He's got an earthy tone to his voice and his talents on that old beat up, raggedy guitar are unmatched. Granted, he's downright kooky, but in our parts of the country he'd be considered 'eccentric'. So, enjoy this video. As I understand it, this is his new release. See how many celebrities you can spot.

"You Don't Think I'm Funny Anymore"

Angel Eyes

The effect music has is amazing. The emotions that arise, how it inspires, the transformations it can bring about, are truly amazing. How notes, words, chord progressions come together from talented songwriters, is in my opinion, a miracle. Upon hearing certain songs, I am instantly transported back to the first time I heard them, recollecting exactly where I was, who I was with, what I was doing or wearing. I remember the first time I heard this song, "Angel Eyes". I was still in high school, in my vehicle on my way to my after school job, and I was blown away. It was right around the time I met a particular guy, who played guitar in a band. When I later saw the video for "Angel Eyes", I was further blown away with the fact that this new guy in my life greatly resembled the artist. I shared my love of this song with that special guy and of course being the music afficiando that he is, informed me that the artist, Jeff Healey, was blind. I was dumbfounded. He was a truly amazing artist and his song, "Angel Eyes" became one of our 'songs'. Unfortunately I learned today that this artist, Jeff Healey, passed away at the very young age of 41. He had battled cancer, the cause of his blindness, for most of his short life. He leaves behind a wife and two children, and many fans. And one couple in Tennessee thankful for this special song.



Rest in peace, Jeff.

Yes We Can!

I don't normally blog about anything political. I have at times talked about some of my opinions, but I wanted to share a video regarding one of the candidates. It's basically a speech given by Barack Obama with added background music. In my opinion, this speech evokes the spirit of John F. Kennedy. This message is one of hope and change, something that it seems we all desire.

Recipie for Me

The Recipe For stacie

3 parts Flirtation 2 parts Love 1 part Panache Splash of Boldness Finish off with a squeeze of lime juice

What's the Recipe for Your Personality?

Yeah, I'd say that's about right.

Hat tip: Jen

18

There are lots of connotations and meanings for the number 18. In mathematics, it's a semiperfect number and in religious circles, specifically Judiasm, The Hebrew word for "life" has a numerical value of 18. According to Chinese tradition, the number 18 means prosperity. In our country, the age eighteen signifies being "of age", meaning that eighteen year olds have the right to bear arms, own property, marry without parental consent, get an abortion, donate their body to science, and serve on a jury (just to name a few).

So, what's the significance of the number 18? Well, it just so happens that eighteen years ago this month, I met the man to whom I would commit my heart, life, and soul. To stop and think that eighteen years have gone by since we first laid eyes upon each other is astounding. I'll never forget that evening. It's permanently etched in my memory. He was the epitome of everything I'd ever said I wanted in a boyfriend. See I had always had a thing for blondes and I'd even said that I'd marry a guy with blonde hair and green eyes, boy was I cocky or what? And yet there stood this tall, blonde, green eyed god. One look and I was gone. Of course I thought he would never be interested in me, cuz you see he was a college boy and I was just a high school teenager. Then when I found out days later that he was indeed interested in me, I was on cloud 9 for days. Well, here we are eighteen years later and he's just as handsome to me now as he was back then. He's still exciting and things only get better every day. I'm truly blessed.

A Story

As formerly requested, here is the story behind my previous post of Guns 'n Roses' "Sweet Child o Mine". You see, I was young and there was this gorgeous guy I was dating and he was a fan of the aforementioned group. I, of course, being the pop/new wave music junkie I was, had never really heard of Guns; heavy metal just wasn't my 'thing'. Unless it was Poison, or Bon Jovi, or maybe even those guys from Europe, cuz we all know it's not really about the music, it's the hunks in the band. Right, girls? Anyhoo, back to my story. I was really into this guy and he was really into me, and as we were grooving in his car one day, he looks at me with his deep green eyes and said that when he listened to that song, he thought of me. That I was his "sweet child". So, naturally I became not only a fan of that song, but of the band as well. Oh, and it didn't hurt that that sweet hunk would play that smokin guitar solo for me. What is it with girls and musicians? So, while I'm not a spring chicken anymore, I'm still his 'sweet child' and always will be.

For My Valentine

You have my heart. FOREVER!