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Seventy Six Trombones

Last night, I volunteered at THE MUSIC MAN. It was a really great performance and I thoroughly enjoyed it.

I had forgotten most of the songs and now have them running through my head. I’m thinking of finding the soundtrack so I can torture my children with it during trips to the mall and grocery store.


spring concert

I’ve added more photos to my flickr stream tonight (click on flickr box in the left sidebar to view).   My favorites from the recently added photos are from the orchestra concert. I think J. is so cute playing the viola, and no, I’m not biased at all.  Why do you ask?  🙂

At a regional competition a couple of weeks ago, the 7th grade orchestra was awarded best orchestra in the competition. At the spring concert last week, I could see their excitement and sense of pride when their director announced this. Their chests puffed up a bit and they had looks determination when they played their competition pieces for us at the concert. I’ve enjoyed watching them grow from squawking fledglings into young musicians these past two years. The difference in them from the first concert until now is amazing.

I have so much respect for music teachers, band directors, orchestra conductors. The work they do, giving the gift of music, is incredible and life-changing.

I know that other teachers change lives too, but music has effected the lives of those in my family much more dramatically than biology, Oklahoma history or geometry has.

PS. As I took out my camera to get a few shots of J. playing at the concert, the guy a seat over from me took out his camera. His camera puts my Nikon P80 to shame.

Yes, I know they’re poor quality. I took them with the camera on my leg, while messing with the settings, so it wouldn’t be obvious that I was taking a photo of his humongous lens. Thank goodness I turned off the sound on my camera a while back so it didn’t make a clicking/shutter sound when I took the photos. I turned off the sound so I can get photos of the kids in action (not posed). When they hear the shutter sound, their behavior changes.

Anyway, here are the photos of the orchestra parent who was sitting next to me.  We were on the 2nd row.  He probably was able to get photos of his kid’s cavities with that thing.




It’s 10:00 pm.  I can hear “Taps” being played by a trumpet outside. It sounds quite near.  Of course, the bells that toll at the top of each hour at the Catholic school/church that’s half a mile away sound very close, too.

Right before “Taps” started playing, I heard sirens.

Living very near Tinker Air Force Base, I have to wonder if this has something to do with a fallen soldier.

I hope not.


Day 81

I saw these pretty little flowers at Mom and Dad’s house this afternoon.  I love the color!

Day 80

Like loads of other Twilight fans, we spent a lot of Saturday watching the DVDs.  We have enjoyed all the extras.  I cannot find words to accurately describe the squealing and carrying on that I have listened to or how much I wish I’d have picked up a pair of ear plugs before the big event.   You’d think that after seeing the movie so many times in the theater that seeing Edward Cullen walk into the cafeteria for the first time at home wouldn’t be squeal-worthy.  Well, guess what?  It is at my house.  🙂

I volunteered at the philharmonic orchestra performance on Saturday night.  Turns out that I loved Big Bad Voodoo Daddy and am surprised that I had not known of them before.  I only signed up for that performance because I liked their name.  I’m glad I did.

I’ve found a bunch of their songs on iTunes and will be pre-ordering their new album, How Big Can You Get? A Tribute to Cab Calloway,  that comes out in April.

a big day

Today is the first day of school for my children.

It’s also the long awaited release of the latest Jonas Brothers album.

Get out your party shoes!  🙂


I can almost hear the sighs of contentment as my daughters rifle through stacks of notebooks and loose leaf binders and choose pens and pencils to take to class with them tomorrow. The room is completely silent (aside from the pecking of keys I’m doing) as they look over their schedules for the hundredth time and carefully write their names in agendas, notebooks and folders. They’ve been talking about which teachers they will have this year, how they have missed their friends and are excited to begin a new school year tomorrow.

My son is another story. He could care less about school supplies and thinks school is a social event set up only for him to show up and entertain the masses. If he happens to learn something along the way, fine. If not, that’s ok with him, too. I’m not sure how that child winds up with A’s and B’s each semester.


My daughters are at the Jonas Brothers concert right now.  They’ve been so cute counting down the days and the hours for months.  They’ve got new clothes, sparkly belts, big earrings, shiny lip gloss, new cell phones, borrowed binoculars, my camera and huge, happy smiles.

Since I dropped them off, they’ve called about 5 times.  They love their seats (they’re very close to the stage) and have called to tell me thanks, that they are so excited, about t-shirts they’ve seen, t-shirts and bags they bought, how excited they are,  and how very excited they are.  🙂

I’m excited for them and so happy I could help give them this experience (I paid half their ticket price).

I’m sure they’ll be smiling for days to come.

orchestra concert

Last night was youngest daughter’s spring orchestra concert.  She was the cutest little viola player ever!


The photos are a little blurry.  I seriously need to get a new camera soon.


Yesterday afternoon, youngest daughter and I were in the car driving over to my sister’s house. We were listening to RadioDisney, as we tend to do when the kids are in the car.

A song by Jordin Sparks came on the radio and daughter was singing along. I have heard this song several times and the lyrics have always been a bit confusing to me.

Just like a statue, I’ll always have you.

You’re on my heart, just like a statue.

Seems that a statue on the heart would be a bit heavy, no?

So I said, “That makes no sense to me. Just like a statue, I’ll always have you. And wouldn’t a statue on the heart be painful?”

Youngest daughter (11 years old going on 25) cracked up laughing, rolled her eyes and said, “Mom, seriously, it’s TATTOO.”

Just like a tattoo, I’ll always have you.

You’re on my heart, just like a tattoo.

OH! Well, that makes a lot more sense! She really should enunciate. Or I should listen more closely.

I reminded myself of Crazy Aunt Purl’s post called Harry Dupree, which is all about misheard song lyrics. I laughed aloud when reading it and thought of the songs I’ve misheard over the years. Like the time (for a month at least) I thought The King of Wishful Thinking was The King of Restaurant Baking. My friends had a good laugh about that one!

Thursday Thirteen #50

Thirteen of my favorite podcasts:

1. This American Life

2. Barnes & Noble’s Meet the Writers

3. The Dave Ramsey Show

4. Divorcing Daze

5. Manic Mommies

6. More Hip Than Hippie

7. MuggleCast

8. The Pet Vet

9. What Really Matters

10. Jumping Monkeys

11. Grammar Girl’s Quick and Dirty Tips for Better Writing

12. The DivaCast

13. NPR Sunday Puzzle

*bonus* 14. Slate’s Audio Book Club

*bonus* 15.  The Diabetes Power Show


Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!


Look at this article about the Jonas Brothers; “Straight-laced Jonas Brothers defy rocker image.”

This is one reason in a long list of why I don’t mind my kids listening to their music.

it’s not unusual

A couple of women at work were talking about Tom Jones yesterday. They even sang parts of this song and did his signature dance movements.

My parents were not big Tom Jones fans, so I’d not ever seen him perform it and cannot remember ever hearing the complete song (before this morning when I found the YouTube video posted below). The closest I ever came was seeing Carlton sing and dance to the song on “The Fresh Prince of Bel Air.”

Click here to view Tom Jones singing, “It’s Not Unusual.”


The Barnes and Noble Meet the Writers podcast with Steve Bertrand is one of my favorite podcasts. Recently, I listened to an interview with Steve Cojocaru. He’s recently written Glamour, Interruped. In the interview, Steve Cojocaru spoke about his diagnosis of polycystic kidney disease, his career, and his outlook on life.

My favorite part was when Cojocaru said,

. . . I understand what tragedy is like and that you do grow up from it. You get a little gift as a surprise; you get more dimension and you see the good.

When I heard him say that, I went back and listened again. Then I listened to the entire interview again.

You can listen to the interview here.

I’ve found that tragedy can be completely debilitating and then later become a catalyst for change. In my life, three such events have been the divorce, my daughter’s diabetes diagnosis and my niece’s suicide this past November.

Through each experience, each tragedy, each time of mourning and healing, I have grown and have become who I am today. This, to me, is the gift of more dimension.

make a memory

At the official Bon Jovi website, you can listen to the new single, “(You want to) Make a Memory.”

Have you seen

the Johnny Cash video that premiered today?

These are a few of my favorite parts of the video (not Johnny Cash, by the way):

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