Month: June 2005

This is not in response to any particular blog meme going around (you know I try to stay away from those. I also try to stay away from calling my site a blog; a blog is just one aspect of my site.) I just decided to try to come up with a list of my favorite summer songs. These can be songs that have summer involved in the lyrics, title, or maybe were released in the summer. Basically, the guideline for this list is “does the song remind me of summer” and “do I like the song for that reason”. Very objective, no?

So here goes. I know you’ll all feel free to toss in your own two cents via the comments. I reserve the right to steal stuff from your lists and add them to mine.

• Sunglasses at Night
• Black Cars
• Anything from the Loggins and Messina Full Sail album, for example, Junkanoo Holiday
• Smooth (Santana)
• Fascination (okay, this is probably only applicable to me, I’m sure. It dates to the summer I worked at Whalom and they had a game called Fascination)
• Let ‘Em In (ditto. Whenever I hear this song I am transported back to my neighbor’s back yard and swimming in their pool)
• Copacobana (we used to choreograph this song in my parent’s screenhouse)
• Afternoon Delight (Girl Scout camp, one of the older girls in my tent LOVED this song)
• Summer Breeze (actually, anything by Seals and Crofts. Funnily, if you click on the Full Sail link above, the Amazon site lists other items purchased by people who bought Full Sail, and Seals and Crofts Greatest Hits is listed.)
• Hot Hot Hot
• Anything on the Kenny Loggins Leap of Faith cd
• Anything on History: America’s Greatest Hits, for instance, Ventura Highway
• Nights on Broadway (Bee Gees. Dang, now I need to go get that on iTunes)
• Philadelphia Freedom (reminds me of eating maple walnut ice cream at MB’s house)

Ready to read Joan’s interview with the Magic Bullet food processor? It’s now posted in Still Life with Interview.

Coming up: Interview with McDonald’s Fruit & Walnut salad, which I just sent off to the Daily Probe today. Watch for it later this week or next week.

Well, what a weekend! 90 yesterday, high 80s the day before…thank God my sister has a pool, that’s all I have to say. There has been no change in Junior’s love for her swimming pool, and he spent most of the weekend submerged. Saturday was my nephews birthday party, so now they are both 7. A very cool age to be, by the way.

It’s dank and dreary this morning…the temperature is about 30 degrees colder right now than it was yesterday afternoon. I guess that kind of helps with the going back to work and school stuff. At dinner last night everyone was saying they didn’t want to head back to reality today.

Looking at this weeks weather, it only makes sense that Junior has a baseball game scheduled for the yuckiest day of the week. Could he have it today when it won’t hit 70? NoooOOoooo. We’ll wait until tomorrow when it’s 85 and muggy. That’s perfect. Well, to be fair, some of the weather websites show a nicer week than others. I’ll go with those, given a choice, and his game later in the week might not be so bad. Only a couple of weeks left, and I can’t say I’ll miss it. It’s just really hard to be involved in something where he has to be there for 5 when you work for a living. It’s not like I can get to work any earlier than I do – I have to wait until the bus picks him up. So that means doing a little extra work at home after the game or on other days of the week to make up time. Fun!

Other than that…someone remind me to catch up on laundry, ‘kay?

I think it’s pollen-y outside today. My face is starting to hurt. You know, that cheekbone pressure everyone knows and loves? I just took some Tylenol Sinus so don’t be surprised if I fall face-first dead asleep on my keyboard. I warned you.

The sinus facial pressure also triggered one of those muscle twitch things that I usually get in my eyelid, only this time it’s on my cheek. I can’t begin to describe to you how annoying this is. It’s like Chinese water torture, actually. I assume whatever’s causing the pressure in my sinuses is pressing on something vital.

I think the only upside to this is that I probably look like a crazy person, with my cheek all twitchy. I’m glad I don’t have any meetings today because you know that everyone in the room would just be staring at my face. I really don’t need that.

The other thing is that my hair smelled like that of a fry cook this morning. I was stuck working in the snack booth at the Little League field last night, and they cook fries, fried dough, chicken fingers and the like in the hot oil. Eventually, I reeked of it. After I got out of the shower and got dressed, I realized my hair still smelled like food. Enough that I actually wondered if I forgot to shampoo. Ick ick ick. So I went for the stronger-smelling shampoo (the kind that smells like bum except I still have a bottle of the pre-bum formula) and washed it again. It still smells a little bit, but I put it up with a hair clip so I can’t smell it anymore. So I’m the twitchy-faced person who smells like ballpark chicken fingers. Mmmm.