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September 19, 2008

TFIF

Filed under: perfect strangers — notsojenny @ 9:41 am

i didn’t post yesterday.  i knowhtat  when i was going to sleep wednesday night i started writing a post in my head, something had happened and i was gonna blog about it.  then i woke up thursday morning and could not for the life of me remember what it was.  i thought on the entire drive into work.  i pulled up my “write new post” page multiple times throughout the day but i was blank.  i had just had nothing to say.

i thought about a post dedicated to how i’ve realized a connection between my singing voice and my period and wondering if professional singers get this too?  does Madonna schedule her tour around her menstrual cycle?  because i’m no celine dion, anyone who knows me will vouch for that, but that doesn’t stop me from belting out any song i know (even some i don’t know) at the top of my lungs.  this usually happens at home when i’m alone, or even in the car.  in the car by myself there’s usually a little shoulder action to jazz it up.  actually when i started singing in the car with M i knew i really loved him… that was before we ever started dating too.  anyhow, i was going to comment on the fact that the week before my period i seem to be able to carry a tune better than any other week… at least it sounds like it in my head.  and then the week of my period?  oh heaven help us all.  it’s bad.  and for me to say that?  i’ve heard my voice when i used to tape record myself singing, i can’t imagine it’s much different 20 years later but i just don’t have a tape recorder to find out.  anyway, that was going to be my post.

but instead i’ve been cleaning.  and making lists.  lists of what still needs to be cleaned.  lists of what to pack for my big trip to CT and my meet & greet with NKOTB (that’s right… eat your heart out!)   i’m going to pick up my car from the shop in a little bit (they finished it a day early!) and then i’m coming back to finish cleaning.  tonight i pick up an awesome friend from the train station and then the fun girl’s weekend will commence.  i got really excited last night when i decided to take her out for scungili when she gets here… oh i hope she likes scungili!  and then when she leaves M will be back in town… then next week i have 2 lunches with friends, 1 night of drinks to catch up with an old roommate, and a meeting for my women’s club function that i volunteered for (there will be wine… that’s the only reason i really go!).  then i have my annual and a couple hours later i leave for CT.   all this and i’m still supposed to be getting work done too. 

things are getting crazy.  hopefully they won’t leave me blank but instead with plenty of stories and inspiration.

thank fuck it’s friday

have a great weekend everyone!!
  

  

~ today i learned…horses and rabbits cannot vomit (still nothing compares to the frog )~

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5 Comments »

  1. TFIF. I get it now! I was totally confused till I got to the end of the post.

    Is this friend of yours totally lame for not knowing what scungili is? Someone told me that she’s up for trying anything, though :) She has a very adventurous palate.

    I’ve never thought about the cycle of my singing voice. I’m basically resigned to the sad fact that is sucks, and just leave it there. An interesting hypothesis.

    Comment by magda — September 19, 2008 @ 10:34 am

  2. I love the lists. I’m so glad there are others out there like me. Have a fun weekend!

    Comment by DanceintheRain — September 19, 2008 @ 12:32 pm

  3. have a great weekend!

    Comment by dmb5_libra — September 19, 2008 @ 1:20 pm

  4. Tell Donny I said he sucks.

    Comment by apollocreed — September 19, 2008 @ 1:55 pm

  5. I’m now going to have to pay more attention to my singing voice and how it changes.

    Comment by Megkathleen — September 19, 2008 @ 1:57 pm


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