Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Life's Soundtrack

As I walked through the empty campus to my car after class I walked past a young man whistling. He was one of those people who could whistle with vibrato...ya'know? Anyway - he had a beautiful whistle and he was crafting a beautiful tune. It rang through the clear, cold night and made me smile.

What an incredible gift he had - to make cheerful music with the pursing of his lips and the exhale of air. So simple but profound.

I wish I could whistle - alas I do not have that talent. It was really a problem when I was Anna in "The King & I" and I was supposed to be able to whistle my fears away. Hard to do when you purse your lips and nothing comes out. :D

Anyway - I guess I just want to remind everyone to whistle a happy tune and add a solo to the soundtrack of your life.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Let Freedom Ring...wait - what's that noise?

So...Barak Hussein Obama got elected to be president. Hey - don't look at me - I didn't do it!

But seriously - Joey and I voted then watched "The Happening" (which I'd never seen and hated) and "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" (which I love!) and then I cheerfully read "Persuasion" by Jane Austen until I fell asleep.

When I woke up this morning - I'd forgotten about the election. It wasn't until an ignorant and obnoxious morning talk radio host who shall remain unnamed (Chris Walton, stupid idiot on 670 KBOI) was making fun of John McCain and Sarah Palin for thinking they could win when I heard the devastating news.

I've spent the last hour or so thinking: Well - there goes everything right to hell! I unconsciously kicked into "survival mode"... ya know, thinking: "We need to pay off student loans and cars and get some more cash savings. I need to learn how to actually cook with the wheat my mother-in-law gave me for my birthday..." Oy, my panic started suffocating me.

Then I remembered - wait! Joey is getting his masters...we'll be poor for a few years while we're in that life transition! Sweet. Poor people are supposedly going to get money for just being poor under our president elect! Awesome.

But then...I remembered - I'm not that girl. Being poor while my little family goes through a career change is nothing to be worried about. In fact, I think it will be an adventure. So, I'm telling you all now rich people: Keep your money! I don't want it!