t u e s d a y ' s t u n e s v. 1 0

a day late..

i'm pretty famous for completely wearing out a song.

i listen to one song. on repeat. all day at work.

on the way home. while i shower.

and as i get into bed at night. 

for weeks at a time.

i use the shit out of it. 

.... until one day i am just done with it.

i used it for all its got.

i took every meaning out of it.

i cried to it. i danced to it. i slept to it.

this is one of those songs.

the piano… oh the piano.

the perfect amount of whistling and snapping.

the subtle swaying tune is so romantic and inviting to dance to in the early morning hours.

alex ebert explained the meaning of the song to artist direct: "there was this idea and this imagery of various people struggling," he said. "then, in the best way possible, it just doesn't matter in the end. there's a relaxation of allowance and muddying everything up in the sense that i think a lot of our hard lines will dissolve in a great sort of spiritual rain, if you will. a lot of the divisions and the things so many people hold as paramount or important are going to be suddenly disappearing when the big rain happens. i mean that in a metaphorical sense. maybe it's death or some other time, but i do really feel that."

 all wash out

edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros

here come chilly preacher
stumbling 'gainst the wind
singing love, love is something to believe in
a prayer and the sea
and twenty tons of me
crying love, love is something to believe in

to my child of wonder rambling
all my crooked fingers pointing blame
let it all wash out in the rain
yes let it all wash out in the rain

beyond the drunken focus of my aim
all my heroes twisting in the flame
let's let it all wash out in the rain
let it all wash out in the rain

one more for forgiveness
twisting in the cold
singing love, love is something i believe in
too much my defenses
are dangling from the chain
oh but free, free is something to believe in

to my god i want my gypsy train
too my child a howlin' tambourine
let it all wash out in the rain
let it all wash out in the rain
yes let it all wash out in the rain
let it all wash out in the rain

d o n t y o u w o r r y

hello lovelies. i haven’t forgot about this blog of mine. 

i promise to return with news of traveling, beautiful music, lots of pictures, updates on my 25^th year goals, and random words of wisdom (right).

for now.

stop. close your eyes. and just enjoy my favorite song of the day. 
swaying is definitely permitted.

l i f e, a g a i n

i  decided i am forced to start training for my marathon.

this is what i always do... procrastinate until the last minute.

try to find a four week training program 
for a full marathon...

you can’t.

because it’s a stupid idea!

so here i go.. slamming it into 28 lousy days

to figure out how to get through 26.2 miles.

i wonder if the race officials would notice me wearing heelys.

yes, yes. i have a pair.

in all reality, my mind needs the running too.

i need to get out of my head and onto the pavement.

taxes physically drained me last week

our taxes took 20 minutes maybe... ya, i don’t get it.

i pushed through an upset stomach 

and went to this concert last night.

man, people in provo need to loosen up

and move to the music.

my husband did, i swayed,
and provo stood still.

my husband said he would dance with me,

so for my favorite song... he did just that.

and those that didn’t, you missed out.

we then went to the hospital for oreo shakes,

argued music and religion,

and blasted his cd on the way home.

not bad thursday... not bad.

 pictures taken from here

a p r i l - 1 1

the last few days have been gloomy

and my attitude has seemed to follow suit.

im snappy and bitchy

and have not really had anything pleasant to say.

quite frankly.. there has not been one reason for it.

last weekend we had a bon fire with our neighbors.

saturday, while i went to a baby shower,

casey did the yard work.

then we did what we wanted.

seriously... that was our plan for the evening.

do whatever we want.

this meant looking for chickens, eating mexican food, 

and shopping for underwear at target.

sunday, i went for a 9 mile run with this babe,

listened to a bit of conference,

and ate birthday cake for this guy.

like i said. 

no reason for the negativity. 

in fact this week has been great.

i found out i have 28 days of paid vacation left

this guy is coming to town.

i got our front runner passes from work.

i bought running shorts and socks in the little girl department.

i ate an entire beto's burrito the other night.

we're booking our dallas, tx and rangers tickets.

and.. i bought this book on Amazon. 

i found this when i got home last night.

heart melted.

i am a bit addicted to this song right now.

prepare to have your mind blown.

p a j a m a s a n d c o l d s

i don’t think i will be wearing shorts this weekend.
snow has graced our town once again.
however, we will be strolling down to the local music gallery
to let jay williams henderson serenade our souls.

i’m excited to do nothing this weekend.
we have been hiding out in our home this week
in pajamas testing out cold remedies on the husband.
tea. lemons. oils. back to tea.

he may not attest, but i found it quite lovely.
the nights were quiet and the dishes stacked up.
and i skipped all 5 days of my running schedule.
why end this now?

have a lovely Friday.

t u e s d a y t u n e s v. 9

because i am going to the

macklemore & ryan lewis concert

in st george this weekend,
i figured i would share some of his tunes. 
language warning. just saying.. 

https://soundcloud.com/macklemore 

however, the video below was just too beautiful not to share. 

so it takes the spotlight.
 

t u e s d a y s t u n e s v. 7

i have read and re-read last tuesday's tune post 
about 2 billion times.
and ya.... it's going to need a little more time.
so i did the most logical thing by
turning off my computer and 
ignoring my blog for a whole week.

but because it's saint valentines week,
i give you the most romantic song in the universe.
so pour a little lot of wine
turn off the lights
and grab your favorite make out partner

because this version is that good

happy mardi gras

happy 204th birthday mr abe lincoln.

t u e s d a y t u n e s v.6

we are in the dead of winter.
our long walks to get miss june some air
have turned into a quick lap around the front yard.
my craving for the sun has become heavy as i try to balance
my need of money and my greater need for freedom.
isn’t that why everyone is still here.

all in it’s time.
all in it’s place.

for now my husband’s face will be my sunshine.

i was going to share a tune that makes me cry
but i decided against it. next week.
maybe then i can properly explain what it says to me.

for now everyone needs some uplifting music.
something that speaks
something that screams
you can do anything

yup. you can do anything 

...and this video is bad ass.

"one thing before i graduate
never let your fear decide your fate."