Music IS Life. My Life, At Least.

I was going to title this post Phil Collins: I Love You, but I realized Phil needs a post all to himself. (Yes Phil, you love me too, you just don't know it yet).

If I ever finish, publish, and screen write my story, I promise it will be full of Phil. Take Me Home, Against All Odds, I Wish It Would Rain Down, and of course the timeless In The Air Tonight, which makes us all close our eyes and think of...well, you know.

And of course, Angelina Jolie would play me.  I know it wouldn't be a stretch for her. *hehe*

I digress. As usual.

So, after my last child was born and my thoughts became noticeable to me again, I realized that I ALWAYS had a song in my head.

Not like an annoying ear worm like 800-588-2300 EMPIRE....Today. Ya, that crap gets stuck too! But, I realized I either had a song playing in my head or I would turn my thoughts into song.

Here's an example:

I was at my sister's house helping her bake cookies. When she pulled them out of the oven she said, "Crap, the cookies are flat and gooey!".  In my mind, I was singing:

"I like it like that, YEAH BABY, I like it like that, I - LIKE - IT - LIKE - THAT". (Yes, I'm dancing as I write this).

When I told my sister that I was singing in my head, she told me I was crazy. (Geez, never hear that one before).

Does that make me crazy?

Does that make me crazy?

Does that make me crazy?

Possibly....

See...there I go again...

Fortunately, my BFF comforted me, explaining that she too, always has a song in her head.  If I'm gonna be crazy, at least I won't be alone.

Music IS my life. How 'bout you?


;-p


~ M