Wait! Let me cover my ears!!

Hear No Evil
Photo taken by Syd (my youngest)

I am by no means a prude. hee hee....I always thought that was a funny word and it's even funnier when you say it out loud...prude, prude, prude.... reminds me of prunes......hahahaha...ok, let me compose myself.

Now, as I was saying, I am by no means a prude (chuckle chuckle), defined as:

-a person who is excessively or priggishly attentive to propriety or decorum - Merriam-Webster (Priggishly? Really? Am I the only one who grinds their teeth when a simple definition search turns into a treasure hunt?)

-a person who is or claims to be easily shocked by matters relating to sex or nudity - Google

I'm perfectly okay with songs that might use explicit words or videos that might be somewhat risqué, but why is it that recently, I find my ears shouting UGH!!!! Stop it!.......Turn it off!

Perhaps, I'm getting too sensitive or maybe I'm just getting old or could it be that some people are given just a little too much leeway?

I recently attended a fundraiser for our schools, one that I have gone to for many, many moons and I have always enjoyed myself. But, this year, I left feeling slightly appalled. It wasn't the event that got my knickers in a bunch, but rather the DJ.

Here we are on the dance floor....parents, teachers and school administrators boppin' and dancing (if you can call it that) and having fun. Then the DJ, who mistakenly thought he was the next Ryan Seacrest, starts to do his thing. At first it was typical DJ blather, but as the night progressed, so did his comments.

He went from "men....put your tie around your ladies neck" to "ladies, I want to see you butts making circles" to "men grab your stuff"......Ewww.....Yuck!!!!!..... I really don't need that image in my head... I even recall him using the "B" word.....HELLO? This is a school event! Am I right in being somewhat disgusted with that? Or, maybe I'm just getting old.

So, that was Friday. Fast forward to Wednesday morning...

Now, when it comes to radio stations, I am a station hopper....why? Because I love music. I prefer not to listen to radio personalities who talk just for the sake of talking and who like to sensationalize current events. I do, however, enjoy talk radio that is truly informative, such as WNYC, but I only subject my kids to that on occasion.

Moving on.....

This morning, as I was driving my fourteen year old daughter to school, we had the pop/hit radio station on. We were singing and humming along from one song to another, then the music stopped and the commentators started their usual morning banter.

Normally, I would start flipping channels, but today I was too tired. I was half listening, trying to concentrate on the traffic, until I heard them discussing that  Rhianna had posed topless and how they wouldn't mind seeing it or posing topless themselves....OMG!.....fumble, fumble....ugh....I almost swerved off the road trying to change the channel before my daughter fully understood what they were talking about. Seriously? Do they need to say things like that on a radio station? Am I the only one who finds this stuff annoying and ridiculous?

Maybe I am too sensitive, maybe I am getting old......maybe, I am becoming a priggish, prudish old nilly.

Needless to say, from now on, we will be listening to my iPod in the car.....or to WNYC.

What are your thoughts? Has this happened to you?

Wait...... before you answer, let me cover my ears.

Lyrics to Love

Words can be so powerful....they can paint a picture....they can conjure up a memory.....they can make you laugh and they can make you cry....they can inspire. I love words.

Because of my adoration for the written language, I have a great appreciation for song lyrics. I'm constantly dissecting the meanings to a song and I enjoy sharing my new finds with my friends.

I'm actually quite shocked when people don't really know the lyrics to a song that they are singing. I heard my husband humming and singing along to a new song the other day and when I asked him about the lyrics, he shook his head and said that he really didn't know what the song was about.

Really? How is that possible?

Now, I am a HUGE music fan and like most people, I love a catchy tune. You can often see me bopping in my car, singing at the top of my lungs to almost ever song on the radio; however, if that song doesn't have strong lyrics I eventually lose interest.

Although I believe that great lyrics will forever hold their meaning and speak to generations way beyond the time that they were written. My intention here is really just to post lyrics that I truly enjoy and find interesting or that speak to me personally.

If there is a song lyric or a verse that speaks to you, please share them with me I would love to see what you enjoy listening to and maybe find a new favorite song.

If this post does anything, I hope that it will inspire you to listen a little more closely to the lyrics of your favorite songs.

Here is one of my all time favorite songs. The lyrics are so touching and brings back many memories of my own. I hope you like it. Try and see if you can guess the name of the song & artist:

Met my old lover in the grocery store

The snow was falling Christmas Eve

I stood behind her in the frozen foods

And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first

But then her eyes flew open wide

She went to hug me and she spilled her purse 

And we laughed until we cried

We took her groceries to the check out stand

The food was totaled up and bagged

We stood there lost in our embarrassment

As the conversation lagged

We went to have ourselves a drink or two

But couldn't find an open bar

We bought a six-pack at the liquor store 

And we drank it in her car

We drank a toast to innocence

We drank a toast to now

We tried to reach beyond the emptiness

But neither one knew how

She said she's married her an architect

Who kept her warm and safe and dry

She would have liked to say she loved the man

But she didn't like to lie

I said the years had been a friend to her

And that her eyes were still as blue

But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw 

Doubt or gratitude

She said she saw me in the record stores

And that I must be doing well

I said the audience was heavenly

But the traveling was Hell

We drank a toast to innocence

We drank a toast to now

We tried to reach beyond the emptiness

But neither one knew how

We drank a toast to innocence

We drank a toast to time

Reliving, in our eloquence

Another "Auld Lang Syne"

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired

And running out of things to say

She gave a kiss to me as I got out

And I watched her drive away

Just for a moment I was back at school

And felt that old familiar pain

And, as I turned to make my way back home

The snow turned into rain

"Same Old Lang Syne" by Dan Fogelberg


This song was written by Dan after meeting a former girlfriend from high school. Everything is pretty much accurate except that she has green eyes and her husband (at the time) was not an architect.