Mainly because nothing happened. Really. Nothing.
I took my mom to her Dr. Then to run a few errands and then I came home. I tried to do a little writing and I did get some done but then I turned on the music and well... Random Dance party time...
I guess I could talk about how music makes you feel certain ways.
When I was about thirteen years old I was browsing channels trying to find something to watch and of all the channels to stop on, I stopped on PBS. I know right?!? Anyway, this long hair Greek God was playing the piano with one hand and as I sat there and watched, he spun around, the lights went up and BOOM! I was caught hook line and sinker. That man was Yanni and for the next five years I loved him.
It didn't matter that he was probably forty years older than me, I was caught. This was my celebrity crush. I spent more years than I would like to admit writing my name a Claudette Hryssomallis and it didn't matter that I couldn't pronounce the last name I hoped to have one day. In my mind everyone would call me C.H. I actually wrote an entire story series around him and a guy that looked like him. They had some pretty steamy sex scenes. Looking back now... ewww.
Over the years my love for his music ebbed and flowed and eventually became what I listened to when I was sad or depressed. I don't know when I stopped listening to him only then but in the past few years, I don't use him to lift my mood. I think it might have something to do with him cutting his hair and trying to go mainstream. To each his own. I still listen to him, just not for any specific reason now.
Now when I need a pick me up, I turn to upbeat songs like I'm a gummy bear or the Hampster Dance or my favorite... Walking on Sunshine by Katrina and the Waves.
Songs like that cue up random dancing. Sometimes naked dancing. My kids are generally afraid of me during Random Dancing. I like that. Random Dancing happens a lot more than it really needs to happen for just that reason.
I'm a stinker, aren't I?
Nothing really to discuss blog wise tonight though. My tum tum still hurts from yesterday and I am trying not to take another Tramadol. I need to go wash my hair. Dentist in the morning. My first in over four years. Wish me luck.
