The nice thing about having your own blog is that you can define things whatever way you want. Today's Friday Fun Song isn't funny or energetic but, to me, it's a Friday Fun Song anyway.
Since Christmas, I've had church music in my head. Not a bad thing, in general, if the songs would vary. However, three days of "Once in Royal David's City" over and over in my head, followed by two days of Ave Maria, followed by another day of "...David's City," and two days of gathering cherries (Cherry Tree Carol)- it eventually gets tiresome. So, two days ago, when we were taking the ornaments off the tree, I put on some CD's (Lucy Kaplansky, Saffire, Indigo Girls, Mary-Chapin Carpenter, and Sally Rogers and Claudia Schmidt). That changed the soundtrack in my mind - for the rest of the day. Yesterday morning, I woke to "...David's City" in my head again.
While I've been recovering from surgery, everyone's been taking care of me. Older son and daughter have done everything they could (when not sick). Younger son has helped when he can. My mother brought dinners over (Thank you!).
And dear husband has been wonderful. Taking care of the house (though he was glad when I could move around enough to do laundry again), cooking, calling the doctor when I had reactions to medicines, fixing my computer when it had a nasty virus this week, encouraging me, making sure I drink enough water, taking me to church last weekend when older son was sick, cheering me up when I got frustrated last night because I've been so exhausted this week...
and drying between my toes when I couldn't reach them. That's one of my smaller quirks. I like my toes to be clean and dry.
This song is an "I love you" for dear husband. The rest of you can listen too (grin).
It's not the altitude
That takes my breath away
And makes my body think the air's too thin
It's not the bourbon, you've been drinking
That burns like autumn leaves against my skin
It's just you, you tonight
And the music you heard in me somehow
It's just you tonight
And I swear to you I'm listening now
It's not a fable
That give meaning
To the language my heart speaks to you
It's not road map
That tells me I've come home
Lying here in the quiet next to you
When you whisper my name
It's like I can hear
All these melodies I used to know
I remember them from long ago