This is my friend Kimberley and I at David Crowder, the first night of my so-called sabbatical.

I haven't written anything for a book in two weeks. I think this is the longest stretch I've had for at least fifteen years, and I'm learning how to be human again. Although last night at the Fallapallooza (our church's Fall festival) my boys worked, and I stuffed my head in a book most of the night.

I know that's not proper etiquette, and I did have some nice conversations, but mostly, I'm not sure how to be in the world again and I'm sort of greedy on my reading time. (My daughter is also at science camp, so life is quieter without her talking all the time.)

But I can see why vacations in America really aren't long enough. It takes a long time to come off of that high energy world in which we work. What's the most relaxed you've ever been on a vacation, and how long did it last?

Labels: David Crowder Band, family vacations, relaxation, writing

It's Always Something!

I am an eat dessert first person. The world seems to have an attitude about this sort of thing. Like it's defective thinking, but I'm here to tell you, the work will ALWAYS be there. The David Crowder Band? That hot Mustang on the lot? Not necessarily.

We all know the story of the ants, and the grasshopper. How the ants worked and the grasshopper played and had nothing to eat. But see? The grasshopper was fun. So the ants invited him over for a party. Seriously, for how long and continuously I work, it's hard to see myself as the grasshopper, but I've learned if my body needs a rest, it needs to restore. So I sit down and have some cake, watch some mindless TV and don't think about the "to do" list. I'll get more done if I'm restored. Are you an ant? Or a grasshopper? I'm a little of both. Actually, next week I'll be la cucaracha because I'm heading to Mexico. LOL

Labels: ant and the grasshopper, David Crowder Band, Rosanna Anna Dana

I LOVE music. I always have. It just transports me to another time and place. Usually a better one that I'm currently in, and not enough can be said about living in a false reality. False realities are softer, gentler, happier places.

So I bought a new car a couple months' ago. (I know, I know, I promised to keep this one for awhile!) and it has XM radio, which I thought -- what a waste -- who would spend $12 a month for radio? Now, I am sheepishly raising my hand. My kids and I actually have schedules for which stations we listen to and when. Driving to school, we need to wake up, so it's the 80's station generally. I mean, when you hear Thomas Dolby's "Blinded by Science" or Falco's "Rock Me Amadeus", how can you go away in a bad mood?

I am not an old bat in my Buick. I am a seventeen year old girl driving my Datsun 200SX. And don't you youngins dare ask what that is!!!

After school, they have the best comedians on the Comedy Channel -- people like Jim Gaffigan and Brian Regan. Oh my goodness, those guys make me laugh until I am buckled over -- listen to Jim Gaffigan's "Hot Pockets" on YouTube or Brian Regan's Little League. Hilarious!

Then, when we get my older son, it's off to the all AC/DC channel. Elle has developed a love for Pat Benatar and Heart, but she's still my little Mozart girl. Actually Beethoven is her favorite and you know, I never could tell the difference between any classical music, but now I can hear it -- thanks to my 8 year old. I cannot stand the ballet you see at Christmas, The Nutcracker and I've learned that I cannot stand any Tchaikowsky (sp?) music. I love the Piano Concertos by Beethoven, Rachmaninov and Bach. Who would have guessed?

When I'm on my own, it's back to blasting my David Crowder Band -- but the XM Christian station isn't very good. That's a bummer. My point is, I'm one of those suckers who is going to pay for radio. Sigh.

Labels: Brian Regan, David Crowder Band, Jim Gaffigan, XM Radio