hey good people.
i'm feeling maudlin and i needed something to cheer me up. hmph! it didn't work. my daughter made me laugh earlier but now she's sneaking in the last of bernie mac fo' i make her bring her lil tail to bed. (i'm using her room while she watches telly cuz the hubby is in bed in our room and i don't feel like lighting up my office.)
i'm tired y'all. and sad. and cranky. so i'm blogging and listening to my mood music. it's the "chilltime" playlist that i just created: carly simon, steve winwood, james taylor, seal, india.arie, zap mama, phoebe snow, enya, adiemus, jefferson starship, and elton john.
i was listening to the bee gees (i love their greatest hits CDs) and chaka khan earlier. they didn't do it for me this time. i need to cry and i'm sure the "chilltime" playlist will help me along. tears are cleansing both physically and psychologically and i love a good cry.
am i the only one? are there others like me? i don't mean i'll intentionally make myself cry. i mean there are times i feel the need to cry. the release feels good and i just go with it. doesn't matter where i am or who's around. if the tears come, i let 'em roll.
looking at the tiny toes of small babies is often enough to set me off. babies are so beautiful, so pure, so innocent, and so needy. I'm not sure why their toes bring the tears but they can.
when i cry over things my daughter considers silly, she thinks i'm crazy. *sigh*
any way, methinks i'd best be gettin' to bed cuz it's now 1:09 a.m. we'll be in all day today. if it's nice (read: sunny and warm) we'll sit out on the balcony with the laptop (for music) while i do baby bliss's hair.
"... For time is a river rolling into nowhere
We must live while we can
And we'll drink our cup of laughter..."
The Finer Things - Steve Winwood
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