Sol

Something has happened to me this year that I have never experienced. My body is literally craving Vitamin C.

There have been many summers where I've been too busy to make it to the lake or river every weekend, much less the pool, but it is only May, and already I have made this a priority.

For some reason, wherever I am and whatever I'm doing.... I crave the sun. I first noticed this about two weeks ago when I opted to sit outside at a restaurant. I normally don't do this for two reasons....bugs, and birds. Both which can ruin my meal by landing on my table or near me. If a bug lands near my plate, my gag factor turns on and I can't finish a meal. But lately I have been craving the sun so much that I want to bask in it at all times.

I have even sat in the backyard on a towel to get some rays. This is abnormal.

I have to give in to the needs of my body right?

When I Look in the Mirror

If we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more

Basically everyone knows that my right nostril is incredibly smaller than my left. I'm sure the reason people know this is because...well, I tell them. For the first 22 years of my life I blamed this on my nose being squished up as a baby and the fact that it never quite got back to normal. But now after my hundreds of encounters with numerous sinus issues, I blame it on a deviated septum. I'm not 100% sure what exactly that is, but I'm sure I have one. Self-diagnosis. A dangerous thing.

This morning in my car I had the a/c, as well as the Foo Fighters blowing in my face. Simultaneously. Ever since Kendall told me that she found an old JM mix CD, I have been on a quest to find some of mine. I hit the jackpot and found about 40 of them. Oh the joy. Just a preview of the bubbly feeling: U2, Alanis Morrisette, Foo Fighters, DAVID GRAY, and Jewel. Yumm-o. My throat is soar from all the singing. Another dangerous thing.

Tubing tomorrow is the best thing to happen this week. Besides my dinner date with Shelby.

Love Most of You,
T

Forlorn

As you have probably observed, I am a self-proclaimed music fanatic. But more specifically, a sad song fanatic. I have about a hundred favorite songs, and ninety-nine of them are so sad that they make you want to drive off the nearest intersection blind-folded in the pouring rain. I usually resist the urge. But just barely.

That little Taylor Swift can write the sad ones with the best of them. "Breathe" is by far the best song that she's ever written. It has lyrics like, "You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand", and "People are people and sometimes we change our minds, but it's killing me to see you go after all this time" It's beautifully written and most of us sentimentalists can relate so closely that it feels like she took the words right out of our brains.

You should all know The Beatles, "Yesterday" by heart, and if you don't...well then shame on you.

"Separate Lives" by Phil Collins. Google that shit. Mr. Collins knows a thing or two about heartbreak. He caught his first wife cheating on him with their decorator. This song verifies what we already know...things keep us connected throughout the years, and they don't change just because of heartbreak and other loves. It's sacred.

John Mayer is hands down my favorite pensive writer...although I'm sure I'm biased. Let's go back to my roots with "Comfortable." If this one doesn't pull at your heart strings than you have none. I am partial to "Come Back to Bed," "Back to You," and "Split Screen Sadness." Some of my favorite lyrics...
-Ninety-eight and six degrees of separation from you
-I'm sleeping in my bed with your silhouette
-I can't find where the moment went wrong at all
-Can't remember what went wrong last September, though I'm sure that you'd remind me if you had to
-All you need is love is a lie cause' we had love but we still said goodbye...now we're tired, battered fighters
(I could probably go all day on this one)


"Heart of the Matter" by Don Henley. I have to stop what I'm doing and listen. With any luck I'm in my car...that way I can sing my lungs out.

Rob Thomas is a man of my own heart. "Back to Good," and the little known "Rest Stop" are equally awesome.

A few others that can cost you some tears:
"The Scientist" by Coldplay. This one is a give in.
"Wicked Game" by Chris Isaak. One part insanity, two parts sexy.
"The Blower's Daughter" by Damien Rice. ahhhhh
"Anytime" by Brian McKnight
"My Immortal" by Evanescense
"Still be Losing You" by Randy Rogers
"Loving You Against my Will" Gary Allan

I should probably rip my radio out of my car.
Perhaps one day I will blog about sunshine and rainbows. But I wouldn't hold my breath.

Inside Wants Out

Just got a hold of Fiona Apple's version of Across the Universe....My only question: How was I not aware of this masterpiece prior to today? I'm not usually a fan of Beatles cover music but I jumped right on that ship. It's so awesome, I'm going to use it for a trio for the recital in June. Should be lovely.

All day I have spoken to only three humans, but have walked by thousands and thousands. Hmmm.