Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Let's Play a Card Game

"Let's go catch some mice!"

"But I wanna eat grass!"

This is what I imagine two of my most favorite animals are saying right now if they could talk. Unfortunately, they have left us in this world, and are in a better place where they can feel no pain or suffering. Only joy and happiness.

This blog is a tribute to the Amazing Houdini and Fantastic Larry.





They both were great additions to the family, and are sorely missed. They will always live on in our hearts and minds. They will be remembered for as long as our mission exists.

Rest in Peace guys.
















Love ya forever

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Carter

So I went through a huge cleaning spree saturday when my parents weren't home and ironically I found my Aaron Carter CD. It's the best CD to listen to when cleaning, I must say. Although I did less cleaning than dancing around. It brought out my love for his songs once again. There is just something about his songs when he was a little kid that I love. They're so upbeat, its easy to enjoy them. The lyrics don't have to make sense, so long as you can dance to the song.

The one song I like the best has got to be Real Good Time. The chorus is my favorite part of it.

"Maybe I laugh, maybe I cry
Maybe I scream, maybe I sigh
Baby I feel, the feeling is real
Maybe I curse, maybe I squeal


But I enjoy, making some noise
Foolin' around, adjusting to the sound
You and I get, everything's set
Be sure you know how to have a real good time"

It's a good song to get frustrations out. You can just jump around to the lyrics singing at the top of your lungs. I did it yesterday, and it was a huge stress reliever. Just being able to let everything out like that in a way that is positive, is absolutely amazing.

I know when I get angry, I just want to hit something, and just picking a favorite song and blasting the speakers and singing along is so much more benefical than writing in a blog, diary, journal, whatever.

This may be just me, but after I write in a diary about my life problems, it just makes me feel worse. That could be because I don't like talking about my problems, so why would I like writing them down right? At least in that sense. I often put my problems into the stories I write, but thats putting the problems on someone else, whether they are a fictional character or not.

Just being able to make some noise, is so great, it lifts me up and makes me feel so much better. It's so much better than just screaming my lungs out, which I have wanted to do before as well.

You don't even have to be a good singer. I know I'm not.



So thanks Aaron, for that uplifting song.