Priceless

When my stepsister left for Edmonton, my stepdad made her a DVD with pictures and videos from family trips all the way back to 2001 - which we just realized is getting to be a very long time ago.

Tonight we watched it again and it always amazes me how perfect Stepdad's choice of soundtrack is for our family. Good job, padre, good job.

groovy love

Lately I've been having a wee bit of insomnia. This insomnia apparently really bothered Kyleman last night as while he was contently ready to sleep, I fidgeted my way across the bed and back again until at least 2 in the morning when he just spooned me so hard I couldn't move. I'm serious.

[On a side note, I'm watching an episode of Friends and they are using the coolest chopsticks/knife and fork combo utensils EVER. They're like sporks but chopsticks on one end and a fork or knife on the other. Awesome? yes.]

Anyways. Other than the mad fidgeting spree I went on, I....need to fix this whole not-wanting-to-sleep-at-a-reasonable-time thing. I blame my afternoon shifts and the ability to sleep in until 10am. Mm yeah. That's what I'm blaming it on.

Also, in tribute to the final Harry Potter movie [mmm, can you tell I'm slightly obsessed?] I knit a pair of socks  from a pattern entitled Hermione's Everyday Socks and let me tell you they are awesome.

I love Harry Potter. And I officially love this Petunia Clark song after hearing it while cuddling with the Kyleman during a rare morning of privacy and laziness that reminded me of all the weekends we spent in the G-spot [dirty joke not intended]. It just cements in my head a hazy, sunshine-filled memory. Those are the loveliest.

90s

Although their fashion statements of plasticy, over done hair and make-up doesn't really appeal to me, 90s music does have a very distinct place in my heart. This could be caused by the fact that I grew up during this period, however the fact still remains that whenever I hear [most] 90s hits I smile a bit and reminisce about the sunshine and lollipops that the music is.

My favourite, probably, is Shaggy's It Wasn't Me.

So wrong in its message and yet so catchy that even a

girl power girl like me can appreciate its beats.

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Certain songs remind me of different things/have different connotations for me.

Gravel by Ani DiFranco makes me think of my first year Women's Studies class when I had to walk across a frost-bitten campus to get there at 8 in the morning - because my mp3 player at the time arranged the songs alphabetically by artist, this was always the second song played.

Do You Love Me (Now That I Can Dance)? by the Coasters makes me think of this warm summer night walking home from a great party [slightly tipsy no less], singing and be bopping around to it while two good friends walked behind me like parents.

Michael Jackson, especially our song, The Way You Make Me Feel, makes me think of Kyle since MJ is one of the only artists we agreed to love.

Under Pressure by David Bowie and Queen reminds me to calm down and be happy.

Red Red Wine by Bob Marley reminds of a cozy, candlelit late night with Kyle in our pajamas.

Joni Mitchell is my mope and lovely music all at the same time [I still adore her though].

The Beatles in general make me incredibly happy.

I like cooking to Beirut, Alphabeat or sometimes Regina Spektor.

Skinny Love by Bon Iver reminds me of an old boyfriend even though he told me not to ruin the song with the thought of him. Bloodmeat by Protest the Hero he was fine with though.

Most musical soundtracks like the ones from Thoroughly Modern Millie, Chicago, My Fair Lady, Victor/Victoria and a lot of crooner/jazz music makes me want to bust out some broadway moves and serenade my Dodie.

Sea of Love by Cat Powers reminds of this one night walking back from the gym to my res room and it was snowing.

Wonderwall by Tom Petty reminds me of walking down a main street with a bunch of friends after bowling and my friend Jess and I belting out the chorus to it [even though I had never heard it until then].

System of a Down makes me think of all the high school parties my friends and I had in Meggie's basement.

and Led Zeppelin is the perfect painting music.